Felix's POV

I stood on my balcony, arms crossed as I leaned on the railing, my head on top of my arms.

I was looking out to the city below me, it had only been about 3 hours since I had last seem Asani Sam but I could never be to careful when it came to other villains in area.

The conversation we had leaving me in great thought.

He never wanted to be a villain, I never thought to ask why he became one at the time of our conversation, even though it was something I've always wondered.

My phone vibrated from a notification and startled me out of my thoughts.

As I took my phone out of my pocket, it was revealed to me that I was texted by an unknown number.

The text message said:

Unknown: After putting some thought into this I decided to text you, I thought about our conversation and couldn't get it out of my head. If you hadn't been so understanding I wouldn't have texted you but I'm still mad at myself, for not becoming who I wanted to truly be.
-Asani Sam

Oh, it's him.

I looked over the message, reading it over and over and over again and then staring at the name at the end of the message, the message he sent me after 3 hours.

My response was purely one of shock.

Me: I didn't expect you to text me so soon. Like I said I want to be able to understand you, enemy or not. Are your thoughts keeping you up ?

I changed his contact name so I wouldn't forget that it was him, then he texted me back.

Asani Sam: Yeah, I can't sleep at all my mind is keeping me awake, I just want a break, I want to go out and act like myself, just another citizen of this city and nothing more, I think I'll do that for a while, I'll take a break with all the villainous things just so I can breath.

Me: That doesn't sound like so much of a bad idea, though I think I'd miss all the action :p

Asani Sam: I'll stick to myself maybe go and do some normal human things. You aren't tired of fighting me ?

Me: Nah of course not, the fights between us give me thrill.

Asani Sam: Thanks.

Me: For what ?

Asani Sam: For caring.

Me: Of course.

I smiled lightly at the screen, I wasn't expecting him to thank me. Or text me for that matter but here we are.

Me: Well, Goodnight Asani Sam.

Asani Sam: Goodnight, Haengbok.

I let out a sigh of content as I pulled away from the balcony, the smile not slipping from my face at all.

I walked through the doors of the balcony and climbed into bed, wondering what tomorrow would bring for me.

Those 3 hours were enough for me.

Hyunjin's POV

As I sat on the couch in the livingroom looking over the messages with Haengbok, not believing they were real.

I thought the conversation would be one-sided but it turns out that I was wrong.

I looked over at the tv as it reflected me on the screen, since it was off everything else from behind me reflected as well.

I looked down at the glass coffee table, my favorite book sat there, looking dusty and abandoned.

Would younger me want me to be talking to Haengbok, or would he be to mad at the fact that I never followed the right path ?

I look outside the window as thunder began to rumble, it was clear my emotions were getting the best of me and my power was taking control.

I looked down at my phone, should I text him again...?

I felt pressure fill me and the air felt like it grew thinner as lightning struck outside.

I grasped my phone in my hand as sparks flew from the tips of my fingers, running in zig zags across the screen.

I took a breath, looking down at the text messages before text him again.

Me: Hey, Haengbok would it be okay for me to call you ?

Seen

My phone screen changed, displaying Haengbok's contact name, he was calling me...

"Hello ?"

His deep voice came from my phone, it was clear that he hadn't gone to sleep yet, his voice didn't seem to be laced with sleepiness either.

"Mmmh, hello. It's Asani Sam. Uh, i-is this really okay ?"

I heard him let out a deep chuckle before he responded, "Yeah, yeah this is okay."

His voiced was filled with reassurance and I let out a light sigh.

"I just want to talk."

He hummed a sound of understanding.

"Well, let's talk. What's going on ?"

His question almost made me tear up, I let out a shaky breath as thunder and lightning rumbled and crashed in the near distance.

"Do you think the younger me would be proud of present me ?"

The line went silent and I was scared he hung up, but as I pulled the phone away from my ear it was clear he might've just been thinking the question over.

"If this is about what you said earlier then, I can't say I'm to sure. I'm not him, but what I can say is that he shouldn't be ashamed, there's a reason behind your actions. Though I'm not to sure what it is, I can say that I think he'd understand if you ever got to talk to him."

As he talked and explained his answer tears came to my eyes, I looked down at my lap, my free hand that wasn't holding the phone gripping at my thigh, the skin turning red around my fingers.

"Do you really think so ?"

He gave a hum of conformation.

"I wouldn't say it if I didn't think so."

I almost let a smile come to my face.

"You're my enemy and yet we're talking like friends, we're supposed to hate each other."

I heard his soft but deep chuckle from the other line and I waited for his response.

"We could fight and argue all we want when you're the villain and I'm the hero, and you can hate me all you want then and now, but right now we're just normal human being's."

He calmly stated, I felt a slight chill run up my spine at the tone of his voice.

"I feel like I should hate your guts but you've made me the most comfortable anyone has in a while, villain wise or not."

He let out a light chuckle at my words.

"Like I said, you can hate me. I won't take it personal, since we are supposed to be enemies and all. Talking to each other instead of fighting might make you feel different about that."

I couldn't agree more with his words, still slightly confused about how I was feeling nonetheless.

"It is."

He hummed, letting out a light sigh afterwards.

"Hey, I noticed that since our talk earlier the sky has been kinda stormy, does the weather tie in with your feelings ? I don't mean to sound like I'm upset about it because I'm not, but with the storm raging outside I would say it does, it's definitely calmed down considerably since we started talking... or is this just a coincidence ?"

I looked out the window to see that he was right, the storm did calm down.

"My emotions only control stormy weather, or even if it's a light drizzle or it's pouring or anything of the sort, it usually goes hand and hand with what I'm feeling, today just isn't my day. But usually it's sunny, I'm sorry to ruin all the good weather."

He tutted lightly in disapproval.

"Don't apologize, so the weathers a little stormy, so what ? If it's your feelings that affect the weather you rarely have any bad days, but there's nothing wrong with having a bad day, just don't let it stop you from having a good one."

His words made me think deeply as I listened, not sure how to feel. He made me feel validated.

"You- you're a really good person, you know that ? It's no wonder people like you so much."

He let out a sigh, one that sounded almost somewhat disappointed.

"Yeah, maybe that's why they like me so much, you seem like a good person too, there's no denying it."

I couldn't help the small gasp I let out as my eyes widened at his words.

"How could you say that when you don't know me ?"

Before he responded thunder boomed loudy outside.

"I just thought- I thought that learning and hearing these things from you has taught me that you aren't a bad guy."

I felt like I could scoff at his words, trying to deny the words that pierced my heart with hope with a roll of my eyes.

"But you don't know me, I could hurt you and I would be at fault, I'm still your enemy and I could be lying to you-"

I was cut off before I could continue by Haengbok, his voice sounding like it dropped an octave.

"But you aren't, I don't believe your lying. As much as you would hurt me, which has happened before, your words are more filled with your self hatred rather than your hating me. Hurt me all you want, say all the rude words you please, but lying isn't gonna get you anywhere."

It seemed like his voice was filled with anger, but it didn't seem like anger for me, it felt like it was about something deeper, and yet my brain could only tell me that he hated me that he was angry at me, the only thought it could conjure up was filling my head and purple lightning struck out across the sky at full force.

"Your wrong, you've got to be. You must be angry, you've got to be joking. I bet your just pretending to care, I bet you'll be laughing your head off once we end this call."

He clicked his tongue in agitation before responding.

"Just as much as I don't know you, you don't know me. I guess we both can't make assumptions, seeing where this conversation lead off to..."

My breath hitched and my mind halted in it's track, it seemed as if the storm outside froze as well, a chilling feeling seeping into the air.

"I guess so..."

I heard him sigh, he sounded a little sad. I did this to him...

I really couldn't help but feel like I hurt him, before I could think of what to say his voice came out as a hushed whisper as he asked, "Do we end the call here, or figure this out ?"

I thought over his words, not knowing what to say, so I sat in silence contimplating my decision.

"I guess the silence answer's my question."

Before he could end the call I stopped him.

"WAIT- I-I'm sorry, I'm just struggling with the fact that I know someone cares for me, it's so hard for me to believe you care for me that I'm angry, angry that I can't get my mind to believe that you care for me as much as my heart does."

I heard him let out a hushed 'oh' and I smiled sadly.

"So you're mad at me and yourself ?"

His voice was more curious than anything, but it was soft and unsure as well.

"I'm...not sure."

I answered his question in just as much confusion as him.

"You can be mad at me all you want, but I don't want you to be mad at yourself."

Tears brimmed my eyes why does he have to care ?

If I had only loved myself this wouldn't be happening, we could've been freely fighting along the street of this beautiful city we call our home.

My thoughts clouded my mind over, the storm in my head was nothing compared to the one outside.

My mind made me feel crushed, like I was drowning and all the pressure in my chest was pushing my whole body down into a bottomless pit of thoughts that raged on.

"Asani Sam ? You there ? Did he fall asleep...?"

Haengbok's voice cut through the war going on in my head, his voice was at a normal tone in the beginning, coming to a whisper towards the end.

"Y-yeah, yeah I'm here. Sorry but I was just thinking."

He responded soon after, his voice filling with relief.

"Oh, good. For a second there I thought you went to sleep. Which I wouldn't have minded."

I smiled sadly at his words.

"Haengbok, you know ? It's not that I hate you, it's just that I hate the thought of you caring about someone like me."

He let out a grunt before I heard a muffled mutter of words.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean ? 'Someone like you' what ? I don't get what you mean by that, don't compare yourself to me, your just as good of a person, villain or not."

I pulled my phone away from my ear at his words, sobs cutting through the silent air of my empty house, rain poured from the sky like the clouds were crying for me, with me.

"Tell me what it means to be someone like you ? I truly don't understand, you and me being hero and villain has nothing to do with if we are human or not, or if we have feelings."

I sobbed on as he went silent.

"You're still there, you're still listening, right ?"

I brought my knees up to my chest as I reached out for my phone that I threw beside me carelessly.

"Y-yeah."

I responded, a hiccup cutting me off in between.

"I'm proud of you."

I gasped at his words, my hands cupping my mouth as I kept sobbing tears rushing down my face swiftly, not letting up in the slightest.

"Do you need a hug ?"

My voice cracked as I responded, even if I only did it with a hum.

"M-Mmhm."

He let out a light chuckle, a soft 'alright' following.

"D'you want me to come over, or should we meet on a rooftop ?"

I sniffled, leaning my crossed arms over my knees while in thought.

"M' not sure, I didn't even think of that. J-just thought of the hug."

I heard another light chuckle as my cheeks flushed slightly.

"Alright, how about we meet on one of the taller buildings along the border of the city, masks on ?"

He questioned, planning it out.

"Pajamas too, M' I don't wanna change out of mine."

He let out a hearty giggle, an 'okay' slipping past soon after, conforming our plans.

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(A/N: Who said a villain being vulnerable was a bad thing, there's nothing wrong with having feelings, we'd literally be heartless if we didn't.)

(This chapter was a bit more angsty, Hyunjin is opening up more and Felix is helping him break down those walls. A hug between villain and hero ? And in pajamas at that, that's to cute, at least I think so.)

(Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter, a bit more angst is coming your way but don't worry it gets better, just not yet.)