You're My Enemy; Why Are You Hugging Me?! (One on One, *Maybe* romance, Closed- PM me if you're interested~)

Nico stumbled forwards, as if to intervene, then stopped.
¨What are you talking about? I didn't send anyone to fight you, let alone a kid!¨ He scoffed, confusion playing across his face.
¨Youŕe a villian, why do you care?¨ Nico asked, his confusion settling into rage.

Against his better judgment, Nico rushes forward, kneeling next to the child. Of course, now he's an easy target for Lockjaw, but right now, he doesn't care. Maybe the man isn't a monster, but there is no doubt that he's a villain, and Nico can't seem to understand why he's convinced that Nico sent that child as bait.
¨Morals, sure. So injured kids are off-limits, but its free range on the rest of us?¨ Nico says, no expecting an answer. No, he just needs to take his anger out on something. He gently lays his palm on the child's head, a soft look crossing his face.

"That doesn't give you the right to kill other people. The world has enough problems, if you haven't noticed" Nico retorted, rage seeping into his voice. He glanced back down at the child, his eyes softening. Cautiously, he slipped his hands around the half-conscious victim, being careful to touch Lockjaw in the least amount possible.
Nico lifted the child up, settling him in his arms. The hero scowled at andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer), drawing the victim closer to his chest.
"It's not like I asked to be a hero. But you, you chose to be a villain. You chose to kill people. So don't preach to me about 'Understanding what you're doing'."
Nico stood, heaving the child up with him.

Nico stumbled backwards, and scowled at andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer). He pulled the child closer to his chest, turning slightly away from the angry man.
“This child came to fight you because they made a reckless mistake” Nico retorted, though no anger was directed at the injured victim in his arms.
“I never encourage people to become heroes. Hell, I didn’t ask to be a hero, okay?! But the world doesn’t care want I wanted, so I got these powers anyway. I have to fix things, now, so the least you can do is to keep from going out and killing innocent people!”

“Maybe they weren’t, but that doesn’t justify killing them,” Nico almost shouted, tears starting to well in his eyes. God, this was too much. On the one day he’d taken off, he had to sprint to an abandoned warehouse, argue with a villain, and hold a dying child in his arms. And now he was about to cry. Superb.
“Look, I’m done arguing. I don’t care if you’re a serial killer, but right now, this kid is going to die. Since, for some reason, you care about them, the least you can do is help me keep them alive!” Nico exclaimed. He wasn’t thinking straight, asking a villain to help him perform first aid on a kid. But currently, he didn’t care. He wasn’t going to let another person die because of him.

“Crap,” Nico muttered under his breath, anxiety welling up inside him. Slowly, he drew the child slightly away from his chest, an offering for andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) to examine them.
Nico could hear is heartbeat thudding against his skull, sending a nervous beat into his fingertips. This child wasn’t going to die. He wouldn’t allow it.