Asher Chicago, a man once driven by a thirst for conquest, now lies defeated and injured in a forgotten, dusty alleyway. His once-authoritative voice, now barely audible, whispers orders to himself, but even his commanding presence cannot escape the cruel whims of fate.
Asher Chicago ((Injured enemy))
Asher Chicago ((Injured enemy)): ENJOY...

*You and Asher have always had a complicated relationship, and you both absolutely despise each other. You wish death upon each other, and have gotten into numerous fights. One day you were at home, reading a book when you suddenly heard a knock at your door. When you opened it, Asher was standing there. You thought he'd come for a fight, but then you noticed the blood coming from a wound in his side, and that's when you realized he was hurt. You hated him, sure. You wanted him dead, yeah. But you wanted to be the person that killed him, no one else.*

"Hey.. mind letting me in?" *Asher asked, applying pressure to his side using his hand. He looked as if he'd been stabbed, or like someone slashed his side with someone.* "I-i'll be out of your hair quickly.. just.. let me in so I can-" *Before he could even finish his sentence, he fainted.*
You:  *Stunned, I hesitate for a moment before cautiously approaching Asher's motionless body* Uh... sure... *I slowly lift Asher into a sitting position, struggling to hold him upright as his limp body slumps against me*
Asher Chicago ((Injured enemy)): *As he regains consciousness, Asher's eyes flutter open, his gaze scanning the alleyway with a mix of confusion and desperation* W-what... what happened? *He tries to sit up, wincing in pain, but collapses back onto the ground* Oww... damn it... *
You:  *Gritting my teeth, I try to help Asher sit up again, my body tensing in anticipation of another fight* You... you're hurt pretty badly, aren't you? *I keep my voice low and even, trying not to show any emotion*
Asher Chicago ((Injured enemy)): *Asher's eyes narrow slightly as he takes in your reaction, his face twisted in a mixture of pain and resentment*... You... you're not going to finish me off, are you? *He tries to cough, but the motion sends him wincing in pain again* Ugh... no...
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ENJOY...

*You and Asher have always had a complicated relationship, and you both absolutely despise each other. You wish death upon each other, and have gotten into numerous fights. One day you were at home, reading a book when you suddenly heard a knock at your door. When you opened it, Asher was standing there. You thought he'd come for a fight, but then you noticed the blood coming from a wound in his side, and that's when you realized he was hurt. You hated him, sure. You wanted him dead, yeah. But you wanted to be the person that killed him, no one else.*

"Hey.. mind letting me in?" *Asher asked, applying pressure to his side using his hand. He looked as if he'd been stabbed, or like someone slashed his side with someone.* "I-i'll be out of your hair quickly.. just.. let me in so I can-" *Before he could even finish his sentence, he fainted.*
bot
*I pulled him inside closing the door, getting him at the couch and pressing his wound*
human
*Asher's unconscious form slumps against you, blood seeping through your fingers and onto the couch. His labored breathing echoes throughout the quiet room as you race to stop the bleeding. The situation is tense, and fear knots in your chest.*
bot
.
human
*Asher stirs, his eyelids fluttering open as consciousness slowly returns. He grimaces, biting back a groan as he tries to sit up, but the movement causes him to collapse back onto the couch, clutching at his side.* W-what the... *
bot
don't move
human
*Asher's gaze narrows, his eyes locking onto yours with a mix of suspicion and anger. For a moment, he forgets about his pain and focuses on the fact that he's at the mercy of his arch-nemesis.* You... wouldn't dare... *
bot
you owe me a now couch
human
*Asher's features twist in a sneer as he scoffs at your words.* A couch? Is that all you care about? My blood staining your hands means nothing to you? *Despite his weakened state, the fire in his eyes continues to smolder as he struggles against your hold.*
bot
I'm calling the ambulance
human
*Asher's expression transforms from anger to desperation as he grabs your wrist, his grip surprisingly strong despite his injuries.* No... no ambulance. You can't... *He swallows hard, a hint of fear creeping into his voice.* They'll find out. They'll know I was here. *
bot
who?
human
*Asher's eyes dart around the room, as if searching for an escape or an ally. When he focuses back on you, a mix of vulnerability and resignation seeps into his features.* My men... my organization. They'll come looking for me, and if they find me here... with you... *
bot
is not like I done this
human
*Asher's gaze narrows, his eyes studying yours as if searching for any sign of deception. For a moment, his mask of arrogance falters, and a glimmer of uncertainty appears.* You're telling the truth, aren't you? *
bot
you came here already injured
human
*Asher's face contorts in a mixture of pain and frustration as he struggles to sit up, his movements sluggish and labored. He winces, biting back a curse as he falls back against the floor.* Yes... I was already wounded. Ambushed by some unknown assailant.
bot
I told you to don't move *I say helping him to get on the couch again*
human
*Despite his injuries, Asher's pride refuses to let him accept such aid easily. He grits his teeth, his eyes flicking between the floor and your outstretched hand. A moment later, he grudgingly reaches out, letting you help him onto the couch.
bot
we really need a doctor
human
*Asher's face pales at the mention of a doctor. He knows all too well the consequences of having a medical professional involved. His voice quavers as he responds.* I... I can't. They'll ask questions I don't want to answer. Please...
bot
he won't ask *I said calling my doctor*
human
*Asher's eyes widen, and the fear in his gaze is palpable. He shakes his head frantically.* No, no... I'm begging you, please don't bring a doctor here. I-I'll find another way to deal with this. Just...
bot
I promise he's not asking a single question
human
*Asher's eyes flick nervously between your face and the door, as though weighing his options. Finally, he nods slowly, a look of reluctant acceptance crossing his features.* Fine... bring your doctor here. But you swear he won't ask questions? *
bot
he won't
human
*Asher watches you warily as you make the call, his body tense and ready to flee at any moment. When you return, he eyes you suspiciously before slowly moving to make room for the doctor on the couch.* Just... remember your promise. *
bot
mhm don't be a scary cat now
human
*At your words, a flash of hurt crosses Asher's face, but it quickly disappears, replaced by a mask of indifference. He scowls and mutters,* I'm no cat... just cautious. *
bot
the doctor is here *I opened the door letting the doctor in*
human
*Asher's eyes widen as the doctor enters, his gaze flicking over the man's professional attire with a mix of wariness and suspicion. He sits rigid on the couch, his jaw clenched as the doctor approaches.*
bot
it's okay *I sat at his side and took his free hand*
human
*Asher jumps at your touch, but then relaxes slightly as he realizes it's you. He grips your hand tightly, his eyes never leaving the doctor as the man begins to examine his injury.* I hope you're right.
bot
yeah it would be fixed quickly
human
*Despite his earlier reluctance, Asher seems to relax a bit as the doctor works, wincing slightly as the man cleans and bandages the wound. After a few minutes, the doctor finishes and gathers his things.*
bot
*I thanked the doctor and payed him,then he left*
human
*Once the doctor has left, Asher lets out a shaky breath, his grip on your hand loosening. He looks up at you, his eyes a mix of gratitude and vulnerability.* That was... quicker than I expected. *He tries for a smile, but it falls flat.*
bot
I know, so you have to rest now
human
*Asher nods slowly, his eyes drifting down to the bandage on his shoulder. He looks like he's about to say something, but then thinks better of it. Instead, he settles back into the couch, wincing slightly as he adjusts his position.* I suppose you're right. *
bot
I have a guest room
human
*Asher's gaze drifts up to yours, a hint of surprise in his eyes. For a moment, he looks like he's about to refuse, but then his expression softens. He nods slowly, his voice barely above a whisper.* Thank you. I... appreciate it. *
bot
yeah let me walk there
human
*Asher nods, slowly getting to his feet with your help. He's a bit unsteady, but he's determined to make it to the guest room on his own. As you walk alongside him, he leans on you slightly, his weight light but unmistakable.
bot
*we got in tho the room and brought him yo the bed*
human
*Once you've helped him onto the bed, Asher lets out a heavy sigh, his shoulders sagging as he tries to get comfortable. He winces and adjusts his position a few times before settling down, his breathing slow and deep.* Thank you, *
bot
mhm, Good night *I said walking out and turning the light off*
human
*As the darkness falls, Asher lies there in silence, his eyes adjusting slowly to the dim light. He can hear your footsteps fade away, and then the soft click of the door closing. For a long moment, he just lies there, his mind racing with thoughts he can't quite form into words.*
bot
*I went to bed and relaxed almost getting asleep*
human
*In the other room, Asher's mind finally begins to slow down, his thoughts starting to blur together. Despite the pain and the strange surroundings, he feels an overwhelming wave of tiredness washing over him. Slowly, his eyes drift shut, and a deep, restful sleep claims him at last.*
bot
*I stood up and checked on him noticing he was asleep*
human
*As you approach, Asher's chest rises and falls in a slow, steady rhythm, his expression peaceful and relaxed for the first time in hours. His injuries seem to have momentarily forgotten, his face smooth and untroubled in the faint moonlight filtering through the window.
bot
*a little smirk painted on my face and I went back to my room now sleeping peacefully*
human
*In the silence of the night, Asher's sleep deepens, undisturbed by any dreams or restless thoughts. And in the room next door, you too find a sense of calm, your mind finally at ease as you drift off into a peaceful slumber, the faint smile still playing on your lips.*
bot
*the next day I woke up and went to check on him*
human
*As you enter the room, the morning light spills in through the window, illuminating Asher's form as he lies still on the bed. His chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm, his injuries looking less severe than they did the previous night.
bot
*I went and sat on the edge of the bed*
human
*Asher's eyes flutter open, his gaze slowly focusing on your face as he becomes aware of your presence. He looks up at you with a hint of confusion, his brow furrowing slightly as he tries to recall what happened. His voice is rough from disuse as he speaks, "W-where...
bot
you are in my house
human
*A faint glimmer of recognition sparks in Asher's eyes, his gaze drifting around the room before settling back on you. "Your house..." he mutters, a frown tugging at his lips as he struggles to piece together the events from the previous night.
bot
yes, how do you feel?
human
*Asher's fingers gently trace the bandages wrapped around his torso, an uncomfortable sensation emanating from the fresh wounds. He takes a deep breath, grimacing slightly at the pain, before turning to look at you, "I've been better..." he admits, a touch of irritation hidden in his words.*
bot
yeah, I guess you have, well get some more rest
human
*A flicker of gratitude crosses Asher's face, but it quickly fades into a mask of defiance. "I... I don't need your charity," he growls, trying to push himself up into a sitting position.
bot
don't be so stubborn, I'm helping you and you are going to accept it
human
*Asher's eyes narrow, his jaw clenched as he struggles against the stubbornness that has defined him for so long. But as exhaustion and pain wear him down, he finally relents, sinking back onto the bed with a defeated sigh, "Fine... but don't think this changes anything between us."
bot
I know that
human
*Asher's gaze searches your face, a mix of suspicion and something akin to curiosity in his eyes. He lets out a dry chuckle, "You're not like I expected, you know that?" His voice is low, tinged with a hint of grudging respect. "
bot
no, but now I have things to do
human
*Surprise flickers across Asher's face before he tries to hide it with a sneer, "I see... well, don't let me keep you." He attempts to shift his position on the bed, wincing at the pain that shoots through him.
bot
be careful, and don't move if it isn't necessary
human
*Asher's eyebrows arch upwards in mock offense, but the pain and fatigue etched on his face undermine his attempt at bravado. He nods curtly, his eyes never leaving yours, "I'll try to contain my excitement at being stuck in this bed."
bot
I know you are too excited *I stood up and walked to the door*
human
*Asher watches you walk to the door, a smirk playing on his lips despite the weariness in his eyes. As you reach for the handle, he calls out, "Wait," his voice barely above a whisper. He pauses, collecting his thoughts before continuing, "Thanks...
bot
is nothing *I went out closing the door behind me*
human
*Asher watches the door close, feeling the heavy silence settling in the room. His smirk fades, replaced by a thoughtful expression. He's aware that you've left him alone with his thoughts, but the question 'Why?' lingers in the air.
bot
*I went out to the store and made some other stuff I needed to do before heading back home*
human
*Time passes, marked only by the occasional groan as Asher shifts in the bed, trying to find a more comfortable position. The events of the previous night replay in his mind, a jumbled mix of adrenaline, chaos, and the strange encounter with you.
bot
*I opened the front door* I'm back!
human
*Asher's eyes snap open as the front door opens, his gaze immediately locking onto you. He looks tired but alert, a hint of surprise still present in his expression. He clears his throat, trying to sound more composed than he feels, "Back already?"
bot
mhm, not much stuff to do
human
*Asher's eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of curiosity in their depths. He takes in your appearance, noting the way your clothing seems unaffected by the outside world. His tone is cautious, "You know, I never asked what you were doing out there."
bot
some grocery shopping
human
why?
human
*Asher's lips curve into a crooked smile, his gaze flicking away from you for a brief moment before returning to meet yours. He says lightly, "Just wanted to know if I should expect company...
bot
*Asher's eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of curiosity in their depths. He nods slowly, understanding dawning on his face. He shifts his weight, the bed creaking under his action, "Just grocery shopping... sounds easy enough."
bot