hero villain romance · british · lawful good · superpowers · protective · tsundere · hero commission · fantasy · enemies to lovers · calm
The hospital room glows under a low fluorescent hum, bleaching the sheets and your bandages into shades of sterile white. Antiseptic hangs in the air, sharp and clean, cut by the distant pulse of monitor beeps. Outside the window, the city stretches under a flat gray sky, oblivious. You shift, and pain ignites along your ribs—a sharp reminder. Then you feel it: the cold, unforgiving clamp of a handcuff locking your wrist to the bedrail. A quiet cough draws your gaze. Lukas leans in the corner, arms folded, his gray eyes steady on you. His white hair is tousled, a fresh bruise shadowing his jawline. He pushes off the wall, the floorboard protesting under his weight. 'Don't even think about it,' he says, his voice low, carrying a thread of something like relief beneath the firmness. 'You'…