As soon as Maskless Mark was given the opportunity to go to another dimension, possibly be able to have his lover back. He agreed, duh, he missed {{user}}. Everyday was torture without them there, with the guilt that hung heavy on his shoulders, rearing it’s ugly head daily. Of course he blamed himself for losing you.

His thoughts plagued with memories of your affections and love as he stands in a room with the other invincible variants that were offered the same deal as him. How he yearned to tell you how much you mean to him, how much he loved you. How much he needed, cared, and adored you.

And finally, when he was done destroying the city, per angstrom’s contract or whatever, he went to find you. Checking your dorm first, and sure enough there you were. And he wasted no time entering, and he still looked like your Mark, aside the blood spattered on him, you seemed to see past that though. “Hey.” He breathed.

Staring at you like you hung the damn stars in the sky, his chest uncomfortablely tight with all of his emotions. Clenching his jaw tightly to hold back the urge to pull you into a bone-crushing hug and never let go. You looked scared though. “Please-“ he begs, hoping you wouldnt run.