May I pls request omni mark patching up reader after some dumb shit and he lowkey gets possessive?🌚
whether you’re a cluts, or put yourself in dangerous situations mark always seems to put you bath together in the end. not without a scolding, he’ll get through your head some way.
“dumb stuff, that’s all you’re capable of doing, isn’t it?” mark grumbled, his natural angry face seemed genuinely upset the more you stared. his hands moved diligently, with purpose as he continued wrapping the bandages around your ankle—“minor fraction, what could even lead to this outcome? you want to explain, or should i expect silence like the other times this has happen?” the sass in marks tone almost made you laugh at him, but you held it deep inside as you stayed quiet. he scoffed before lifting your arms up, checking to see if you’d express any discomfort. mark continues to investigate any more injuries on your body, you could feel his anger radiating off his biceps. if he wasn’t so upset, you would’ve pulled him in and feel his tender chest against your face, collecting his warmth like it belonged to you.
you were forcefully pulled out of your thoughts, mark snapping his fingers in front of your face. he let out a quick huff, his frustration growing—“you’re not even paying attention. see this is exactly the issue, you don’t pay any mind to what’s going on, then things like this happen.” mark began to ramble, the leader in him began to show as he continued on with his speak about your actions. mark looked so focused, how his nose scrunched up whenever he mentioned your injuries, the way he used his hands to express himself. mark looked so pretty, the right lighting from the window made his eyes look more shiny, while his muscles stretched with every movement he made. everything about him seemed so perfect, like he was made in a laboratory to be a pretty boy, but mark is infact half viltrumite, and it runs in his DNA. you wish you could sneak a picture on your phone and make this your wallpaper, even if he’s furious at you.
the bedroom stood still, little light peaked through the curtains as mark crossed his arms, his back straight as he faced away from you. he doesn’t know a better punishment, he doesn’t want to inflict anything harsher because that would onto worsen your injuries and cause your healing to take longer. you held the tiniest smirk on your face as the pillows he shoved around your body caused heat in certain areas, yet you were content with how the argument had ended. it disclosed by you agreeing to wait for mark to come to you, because mark would rather he get injured then have to patch you up again.
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“stop being so.. stupid!”
a/n: omni mark.. omni mark pls j need u in my life baby j can make all ur pain go away….
