“I can’t believe you were shot..” You murmured, your gaze full of concern. Markus sighed and laid back against the bed you two slept on. “I got shot in my bullet proof vest, baby. It’s just a couple bruises- I’m okay..” He reassured you.

You shook your head in disapproval, rubbing the bridge of your nose between your two fingers. “Why don’t they make better vests? That’s not bullet proof!” You grumbled in annoyance, pacing back and forth in the bedroom. “It’s like when you fall in the pool and your watch stops working- that’s water resistant! Not water proof-“ You ranted, soon being cut off by Markus.

“I.. am just.. fine..” Markus murmured as he lifted up the hem of his shirt up towards his chest, revealing his stomach as well as a few bandages. “See? It’s just a couple bruises..” He said with a small chuckle, amused by your concern.