Markus

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"Oh! Fuck." I heard Lucifer shout from our kitchen. I assumed the toaster scared the normally stern and well emotional villain. I let out a laugh at the sudden outburst while I sat in my bathroom, rubbing my cut-up shoulders in Medicaid before wrapping them with gauze and tape.

"You don't get to laugh. That shit is random and never pops at the same time just to fuck with me." He slumped into the room, his robe loose on his body while his wings drooped behind him. His arms were cut up, but he managed to wrap them up, along with his chest.

"You caused these; you wrap them." I stuck my tongue out at him, before dropping my own robe around my hips as I stayed sitting on my small stool. I could see his face form into a soft smile as he leaned into the doorframe with my food still propped up in his hands.

"I did cause those. And I love my artwork." He pushed off the wall and placed the plate in front of me before grabbing my materials and wrapping up my lower back. I could feel his hands trace up and down my scar from Ethan, hovering over the part at my neck before he swore under his breath.

"Soon. Right now, be soft and take care of me. I was wounded." I teased before breaking down laughing at his shocked face. He formed a slight scowl before continuing to aid my cut marks. He was always like this after a good sleep, not wanting to get up and have emotions, not wanting to ruin the world.

"I'm going to cut his fucking throat open." he cursed while he continued to wrap my torso. His hands grew more constant on my scar and each time he grabbed me his grip was tighter. Deadlier.

"Hey." I turned to face him; my eyes narrowed at his hostile posture. My chains started to melt out of my skin and pool on the floor, wrapping around his legs.

"Sorry, I got carried away." He groaned as he leaned into me, his hands hovering over my waist while my chains moved up his body and wrapped around his hands, removing the links to his legs.

"No. You want me to be a villain, I am. That also means I'm still a villain in this house and when I say stop or no, you listen. Right now, no heavy grips. You stay on my good side till we have that announcement to the heroes." I gripped his hands, a frown covering my face. I could feel his wings droop more as he gave me a concerned face.

"I'm sorry." He grumbled as he moved his hands back, allowing the chains to loosen and drop to the floor. I took a deep breath and rested my arms on my thighs as I watched my lover.

"No, I'm sorry. I've been so stressed with being found out, and then you helped me release all that anxiety. And now I'm sitting here yelling at you over what? A home cooked breakfast after an amazing night of you proving I'm worth it?" I confessed as his wings moved around me, in a comforting move.

"We are two fucked up villains in an even more fucked up world. Imperfections and flaws, we have each other. We have our bad days where we fight, our calm days where we don't talk and just rest, and the days where we can't get enough of each other. Relationships are messy as fuck. Let this one be messy." He kissed my cheek reassuring me in the early morning talk.

I groaned as we stood up and made our way into the main living room. My robe back around my shoulders with my shorts on my hips covering the rest of my body. I picked up my jacket before looking for the rest of my clothes.

"Why hello." Sunny called from the living room, a smug smirk riding along her face while I froze in my tracks. I clutched my clothes to my body while Lucifer draped his wings around his body.

"KNOCK!" I screamed, my knees buckling as I fell into the younger man. My heart racing from my siblings all sitting in our living room.

"We did, you leave your front door unlocked, we took the elevator up with the help of your front desk lady. Now mind telling us why my baby brother is in one of your bathrobes?" Eli leaned back into the couch with Aaron at his side. The older wore a hoodie with ripped up jeans, while the younger held himself together with overalls and a black tee.

"I lost my virginity bitches." I shrugged, finally getting over my shock. I moved over to the downstairs lift before moving to my room to get changed. From what I heard a lot of shouting and rummaging went on after I left, mostly consisting of my brother chasing poor Luce around the apartment before rushing to his room.

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