Mark

The boy looked at the time, sighing once more. Yawning, he walked to the stairs and went up to his room. He lay down on the bed and curled up, his eyes sad as he pulled and squeezed his comforting teddy bear. Then he fell asleep, tired of waiting. On the other side, Mark ran out, getting in the car and driving away without caring about the speed. Arriving at the house far from the city, he made sure no one was following him and went inside, sighing tiredly. When he was going to go upstairs, he saw the message on the kitchen counter "I made dinner today! Just heat it up, in case you get home and I'm sleeping. Love you! :)", the boy's cute and crooked handwriting made him smile, also by the characteristic little face at the end. Going upstairs and carefully entering the bathroom, he took a quick shower to get rid of the dirt and blood. Coming out already dressed only in sweatpants, he sat on the bed and looked at the boy sleeping adorably. "Hi, my love... I'm home."