A villain takes with the desire of outsmarting the enemy by any means possible. Saros is no different. He fights the hero, commits evil deeds, and strikes fear into the hearts of all the citizens of Wallowdale, but what he thought to be his nemesis'...
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Three days have passed since Saros had given his offer to Y/N, and in that time, our dear damsel has repeatedly gone over all the pros and cons of moving in with a dangerous, wanted criminal in her head. She took her neighbor's words to heart, needing to know if the man truly is worth the risk before coming up with an answer. The man's a killer, a thief, a kidnapper and terrorizer, and that's exactly what anyone else would think of him, but Y/N, she's curious about the layers hidden underneath all that. She felt she had only scratched the surface and wants to learn more, while her rational thoughts intervene and warn her to be cautious. He could be plotting to use her in another one of his evil schemes, but it didn't feel like that was the case.
Y/N was sitting on the couch in her living room when she suddenly heard a firm knock on the sliding door leading out to her balcony, letting her know that the deadline's up. Saros has come for her answer. Thankfully, she had finally made up her mind. Drawing in a deep breath, she stands up and puts down the book she was reading before walking over to the glass door. The villain smiles when she comes into view, standing on the other side, wearing a warm, black coat with a hood covering his head to protect him from the light flurry of snow falling from the sky.
It's still too early for it to be deemed winter, yet the weather had certainly thought otherwise. The white substance wouldn't last long, though. The news said it should be somewhat warm and sunny tomorrow morning. Y/N smiles back and slides open the door before stepping aside. Saros hurries in before closing the door and lowering his hood with his uninjured arm.
"Aren't you cold?" She questions, figuring her flew here due to his slight trembling. The villain chuckles and shakes his head.
"Nah. I can handle it. So, have you decided?" He asks while standing up straight again with a nervous look in his crystal blue eyes. Y/N smiles sweetly and nods her head while walking over to the couch to grab the caramel brown blanket draped over the back of it.
"I have." Knowing he'd catch it, Y/N throws the blanket to the man who uses his powers to keep it from hitting him or the floor. He wraps it around his shoulders and was thankful for the warmth the soft fabric brought as he is pleasantly greeted by a fresh, clean scent. The blanket must've been washed recently. "I've thought pretty hard about it, and though I know it could be dangerous, I've decided yes." The villain's eyes light up, as do the spots on his face, which was an adorable sight that made Y/N smile as she leans back against the arm of the couch. "I'll move in with you."
"Really?" His voice came out quiet and full of disbelief, yet he smiled brightly before racing forward, catching Y/N off guard when he grabs her hand without warning and pulls her towards him. "That's great news! I didn't think you were actually going to say yes! I'll order my men to send a truck over. You can move in as soon as you're packed." Her laugh brings him back to reality, making him realize his childish behavior. Saros blushes in his own, special way and steps back, releasing her hand in the process. "Got excited... sorry," he mutters, voice deepening some. The apology felt strange on his tongue and he filled with embarrassment.
