You Did The Right Thing - Marcus Arguello X Reader
WARNINGS: ANGST, DEATH, VIOLENCE, BLOOD, CURSING, PANIC ATTACK, LOWKEY GRAPHIC
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Request: can you do and imagine were you and Marcus kill someone(could be and accident) and your freaking out and he calms you down and you end up kissing or something... sorry this is a weird request lol
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@violentredroses with Marcus! I am dying for some Deadly Class stuff since it's so scarce. Surprise me! xx
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You hadn't meant to kill him. But everything was happening so fast, you didn't have much time to think about anything before you clubbed the guy over the head. You'd only meant you knock him out, but in your moment if panic, pure adrenaline and fear took over and you swung a little harder than intended.
But it was self defense, right? He'd attacked Marcus and you at night on your way back to King's Dominion from a date. Held the two of you at gun point in a dark and secluded alley. Marcus tried to fight back, but it only resulted in him being pinned against a brick wall, a gun pressed against his temple, the guy threatening to blow his brains out.
So you picked up the closest thing you could find, a rusty metal pipe, and swung. There was a loud crack when it connected with his head, then he fell to the ground, the gun clattering beside him.
Marcus hurriedly reached for the gun, taking it away from the man's reach, not that it would have mattered, dead men can't fire guns. He kept the gun trained on the guy as he crouched down, placing two fingers on the guy's neck.
"Holy shit," Marcus breathed out, "I think you killed him." He out a breathy kind of 'holy shit I almost died' type laugh. It wasn't that the situation was funny, but he was in shock, and mostly just relieved he was alive.
You however, remained silent, the words 'I think you killed him,' kept replaying in your head. You looked down at your hand holding the pipe, small spots of red were splattered on your hands, sleeves, and bottom of your shirt.
"On the bright side, it looks like you'll be getting an "A" in Master Lin's class," Marcus joked, still slightly in shock, and not fully aware of what was happening behind him, in fact, he'd yet to look back at you.
Your eyes traveled down to the pipe in your hand, the end of it now red and glistening in the low light. Your other hand reached out, grabbing the end of the pipe, touching the warm, thick, substance. You don't really know why you did so, and to be completely honest you didn't really have much control over your actions. Maybe you were just hoping it wasn't actually blood, that you hadn't actually just killed someone.
But the second you pulled your hand back to exam the substance which now covered it, you knew. That was enough to break you out of your shocked state.
Your heart rate instantly shot up, your stomach started feeling uneasy, your hands grew clammy and wouldn't stop shaking, your breathing become more labored and erratic. You threw the pipe to the ground as if it was burning your hands, disgusted by it.
It clattered as it hit the pavement, causing Marcus' head to snap up. He seemed to snap out of his shocked state as well.
"Y/N?" He asked, concern taking over his tone. Your face was pale and you looked like you were two seconds from passing out. Marcus was on his feet in an instant, rushing over to you. He grabbed you shoulders, his eyes scanning your body for any injuries. "Hey, what's wrong? Did he hurt you!?"
Your silence and heavy breathing only caused him to worry more, "You're okay, you're safe now, he's-"
"Dead." You finished, your voice was fragile and shaky. "He's . . . dead," you repeated. Marcus didn't know what to say, mostly because he couldn't figure out if you were just in shock or if you were injured.
"I killed someone . . . Oh God, I killed someone," you whispered, looking up at Marcus with glossy eyes, he looked back at you, scanning your terrified expression.
You looked back down at your blood covered hands started panicking, using the bottom of your shirt you tried and wipe the blood off your hands, but the blood had stained them, and it wouldn't come off. Your efforts grew more erratic and violent. "It won't come off, it won't come off!" you mumbled over and over again.
"Hey. Hey hey hey," Marucs said, his words hurried and panicked. He grabbed your arms, stopping your movements.
"I-I didn't mean to kill him, I-"
"It's okay, you did the right thing, it was self defense, it you hadn't of done anything he would have kill us both. You did the right thing." He assured you, though his efforts were futile.
Master Lin had always said the first kill was the hardest, that it would haunt you, but you'd never realized just how right he was until now.
Your eyes travel down to your victim, his lifeless body laying on the ground, blood leaked from the wound and pooled underneath his head. "Hey," Marcus said, gently cupping your face and forcing you to look at him instead, "Don't look at that-- look at me. Just breathe, alright?"
"Marcus, what did I do?" You whimpered.
His only response was to wrap you in his arms and hold you. As much as he hated to admit it, there wasn't much else he could do, what's done was done. He knew what you were feeling and he hated it, it was the same thing he'd gone through after his own first kill, Rory.
"It's gonna be okay," he whispered into your hair, then placing a kiss on the top of your head. The two of you stayed that way for a while, he held you for as long as it took for you to calm down.
Marcus pulled away, holding you at arms length, his hands resting on your shoulders. "I think we should head back to the school," he said, you nodded in agreement.
Marcus looked down at your blood-stained shirt, you couldn't walk through town like that. He shrugged off his jacket and helped you put it on, zipping it up so that your shirt what hidden.
There was no use trying to hide the body, there was no way Marcus could haul the dead weight by himself, and he definitely wasn't about to ask you to help him considering all you'd been through. He disposed of the metal pipe the best he could and decided it would have to do, he was more worried about your current mental state.
Marcus looked back to you, still slightly shaking, partly from the cold, but mostly from everything that had just happened. He hated seeing you like this and not being able to do anything about it, so he did the next best thing he could, let you know he'd be there for you not matter what.
His hands gently cupped your face as he leaned down and placed a sweet and gentle kiss on your lips. It wasn't long, but it brought warmth and a sense comfort to you. If there was one thing Marcus was always able to do, it was make you feels safe.
"I love you," He stated as his lips left your's, "So much."
"I love you too," you let out softly.
"You'll get through this. I promise, I will be there for you whenever you need me, all you have to do is let me know."
You nodded, whispering a small "Thank you."
"Come on," he said gently, offering out his hand to you, which you took. A small smile graced his lips, "Let's go home."
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