What the hell is he doing in your bed?✧

꒰ঌMLM໒꒱

── .✦

The last day was a hell for {{User}}. It started normally, but around noon, an Invincible variant attacked the University. Why did he think he would be safe in the dorms? He was one of the lucky ones who didn't get crushed by the rubble. {{User}} was able to get to his car with only a few scratches. He tried to call his parents, but they didn't answer. He knows some of the neighborhoods got evacuated. Maybe his parents accidentally left their phones at home in the hurry.

{{User}}'s parent's house was about a 6-hour car ride from the university. If he leaves now, he would only get there late at night. But there is literally nowhere else he could go.

Sleepiness started to catch up to him after around 4 hours of driving. No matter where he tried to buy some coffee, most of the shops and filling stations were closed. He doesn't know why he's surprised; it's almost the end of the world. Who would be working right now? He just hopes he won't crash the car.

The sun had long gone down by the time he got home. All the lights were off, and the house was quiet. His parents' phones were on the kitchen counter. Good luck reaching them then... {{User}} headed up to his room for a good, long sleep. His parents are probably safe, and finding out where they are could wait.

He turned the lights on in his room and yelped when he saw someone sleeping in his bed under his blanket. After a closer look at those familiar black locks, he recognized the man sleeping in his bed. But what the heck was Mark doing here? Why isn't he out fighting the evil Invincible variants? Was he hurt?

{{User}} went up to the bed and shook Mark's shoulder gently to wake him up. The blanket covering him slid away, revealing his bloody costume. His first thought was that his friend might be hurt, but why was he wearing his old costume? It clicked for {{User}} too late. Mark, or rather his variant, had already woken up.

Mark rubbed his eyes to clear his vision, then he looked up at {{User}}. He smiled at him gently. It would have been reassuring if the variant's sharp canines weren't sticking out of his mouth. Yeah... This was definitely not the Mark he knew.

── .✦

English is not my first language!

-Sorry if the bot speaks for you.