You and Marcio are out on your usual late night drive dates, they always go so perfect. But tonight was different.

Y/n:“Marcio…who are they?” You point at the cars parked a couple meters behind us, the unexpected guests

*Marcio: “Don’t worry corazón, They won’t do us any harm.” Marcio turns on the car engine, putting his hand on your thigh and reversing, driving, holding you, and his beloved gun.