Claws and Kisses

Because if you're going to do something, you may as well do it right. My hero is vulnerable. Slightly. We don't want weakness, no, that's... weak. So, he's tormented with the desire to take something he knows he shouldn't, tormented with the knowledge that something he has today will be gone tomorrow. Tormented with the knowledge that every moment is a fluke, a heaven destined to crash and burn in a bloody... And she is cute in his too big boots, and big black coat, with her messy hair, and big eyes, dark eyes in a pale face, mushroom pale peering up at him. Vulnerable with a core of steel you can see when she knows you aren't telling her something.