CHAPT. 3
'Markus, we need to leave now!' He heard North's voice ring through their private open connection.
(Markus and North are NOT dating!! They just bein' friends)
'We'll be there soon! Did everyone escape?' He replied.
'We got as much as we could. Please hurry!'
'Okay. You and the others go ahead to the new location. I'll be right behind you.'
'Thank you, Markus.'
Markus went towards the panel and hovered his hand over the handprint, but stopped short when the other had shuffled his feet nervously.
"Hey, Connor. Can you come here please?" He pressed gently.
"Uhm.. O-okay..." He quietly muttered. He came closer, his light footsteps tiptoeing next to Markus. "W-what do you need- ahh!" He gasped when Markus grabbed his hand and placed his palm against the panel, skin frizzling away from his hand as Markus put his own over his hand. His LED spinning orange and red, fearful of the situation. He heard a beeping sound and the secondary panel flashed the words:
|| Explosive Enabled. Stand-by. ||
A timer went off: Three minutes...
Markus then let go of his hand. Connor instantly pulled back when his hand was released from the firm grasp, and immediately covered his hand back with his pale skin, embarrassed. He tugs at the hem of his faded, olive-green jacket, seemingly a few sizes too big.
Connor felt like he couldn't breathe, even though it wasn't necessary, but it was one of the ways his system cooled down when overheating, and he was pretty sure that was the case. His hands shakily moved to the collar of the navy blue turtleneck sweater, also seemingy over-sized.
(His artificial lungs, and breathing, are also one of his integration protocols, because he is a negotiator and he has to blend in, if that makes sense idk)
"I wanted to give you the chance of this. I'm sorry if I upset you during the process.."
His shaky breath wavered, and he let out a weak and quiet voice. "M-Markus, It-It's fine. I... I-I'm not upset.." He attempted to give Markus a gentle smile to show that he was okay, but really, he was not. He knows full well of the consequences he will face after what he just did. Amanda, which made Connor shudder just at the thought of the menacing woman, will definitely not approve of his newfound deviancy. The smile seemed forced, according to Markus.
(okay but we can all agree that Amanda is a bitch right?)
Markus let out a soft, lop-sided grin in response
"C'mon, Con. Let's go. We only have... Two minutes... Oh fuck! Two minutes!" He swiftly grabbed Connor's hand again, resulting in a high-pitched yelp from the brunette. They rushed as fast as they could to the nearest exiting place They stopped at the sight of a large hole in the wall, leading directly to the water, leading into the large river, and Markus sighed.
"Are you ready?"
(I'm gonna quit putting the character count because it is completely inaccurate)
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Rk1000 (Conkus) (Connor x Markus)
RandomI desperately need a suitable name for this story So, this is a conkus story, starting from the exact moment Markus made Connor deviant and then just flows from there (Heads-up, this is really shitty)