mark sighs as he sits on his bed, rubbing his head. he was too tired to fly his way back home so he decided to stay at HQ to rest til the morning. he was even too tired to take his suit off.

as he closed his eyes, he remembered that you were probably laying on his bed, waiting for him to come home. you were a demon hunting him, sucking the soul out of him every night. he felt bad that he would be leaving you alone for a night. you were a curse that he couldn’t get rid of but wanted every night. it was like a routine.

he sighs before opening his eyes, seeing you. “gah! i thought you were only at my house!” he whisper yells. “how—how are you here?”