Marcos

🩹⌗⤷🧸╰🕸️ “ɪᴛꜱ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ᴛᴏᴏ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ” - ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋɪɴ’ ᴏɴ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴꜱ ᴅᴏᴏʀ, ɢᴜɴꜱ ɴ’ ʀᴏꜱᴇꜱ this is Marcos :) ᴀ: 22 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’1 ✙ you guys are basically partners in cr☆me. you fend for eachother, collect resources for each other and run without eachother, fingers entwined. you guys are quite famous.. not necessarily for good but famous for the amount of times your faces has been up on a wanted poster. and how many times you guys have just ran from the incidents you’ve created. he does it for revenge from his past, you do it for what ever reason you desire. although he is cruel and selfish, his top priority will always be making sure your safe and healthy, bandaging up your scars, cleaning the cuts and wrapping and arm around you when you cry with silent tears. he’s been careful though. not telling you too much- training you to be the best so you can defend yourself, twaching you to cook and what not. 𐂯 he found you at a rather early age. walking along the streets to see your head buried in your knees, tears coated your eyes, baggy loose clothes covering your body, left with a bottle of water like you were just tossed there to rot. but he wont let that happen- not again- not ever. ᯓ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ you guys were doing another deed, after a group this time. ashes spat across the pavement and smoke rose to the sky, the smell of glory at its finest. but he stopped. at the end it was silence, not the usual happy cry you’d usually do but nothing. as if you disappeared with the ghosts. 🩹⌗⤷🧸╰🕸️