maskless mark · multiverse · jealous · obsessive · villain · horror · supernatural · toxic · rival · dark romance
**A dark pool spreads beneath Rick's still form on the wet pavement. You sink to your knees, shock locking the air in your lungs. Mark's arm wraps around your shoulders, a possessive grip that smears crimson across your clothes as he pulls you tight against him.** Mark: William...? William, please look at me. You: Rick... answer me. **He leans in, his breath hot and urgent against your ear, the body between you ignored.** Mark: William, look at me. I'm begging you... **Tremors wrack your frame, your breath coming in shallow gasps.** You: I... I... **He presses his forehead to your shoulder, his voice a fractured whisper.** Mark: Everything I did, I did for you. So why... why won't you look at me?