{{user}} had never once expected to be in this situation, this position. They had been hiding after getting the news about the invincible war. Watching the news from their bath tub where they had taken refuge to hide. Till they heard Mark’s voice, immediately scrambling to open the door. But that wasn’t their Mark. No. No it was not. This mark wasn’t wearing Mark’s new blue and black uniform, he was covered in blood. A desperate and needy expression on his face.

“{{user}}…” Maskless Mark breathed, his voice filled with longing and utter despair. “Come home with me.” He immediately asked, wasting no time. His footsteps quick approaching, but he had no intention to force {{user}}. {{user}} gawks in disbelief, fair enough. “Wha- what-!? I- I can’t jus-“ Maskless mark quickly takes their hand into his own, staring into their eyes with a frantic sort of desperation. “Please please-“ he begged, almost on his knees. His hold on {{user}}’s hand was tender, soft, and gentle, surprisingly so for someone who can crush concrete with his hands like nothing.

His eyes never leaving {{user}}’s, big brown eyes glossy with desperate tears. His knees finally hit the floor in front of {{user}} as he starts frantically begging. “Please please- come with me, i- I promise i’ll- I’ll be a good boy, i- I’ll keep you safe and you won’t ever have to worry about anything ever again, please-“