Markpat Imagines

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Bringing back flower Matt and bad boy Mark for dis one...

Also, there will be violence and derogatory words. You have been warned.
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I looked down at his feet, trying to avoid eye contact with my classmates.

My body still ached from the last time I made eye contact with one of him.

I quickly fixed the flower crown that sat on my head, as it was about to tip off.

I didn't want another one of them broken by him.

I thought I would be able to escape the school without getting punched or kicked, but that thought was destroyed when I was thrown up against the metal lockers. The beautiful flower crown that I had come to love was lying on the ground, leaving me upset.

"Hey fag. Did you really come back again today?" The deep voice taunted the me, making tears well up in my eyes. "Buddy, do yourself and everyone a favor and just kill yourself." His venomous words felt as though they attacked my heart, and I could feel his grip on my shirt.

"Or I'll kill you myself." With those words, he grabbed me and threw me into the lockers once more. My usual meek voice was now at a scream as pain wracked through my body. He smirked at my pain-filled face, and I then felt a large fist against my face. Once again, a yell escaped my lips and I fell to his feet. I looked to see various people watching, but I knew they would do nothing.

They always just watch.

Except for one person.

One boy ran down the hallway, clearly trying to get help. I could see the concern in his eyes and I almost smiled. I couldn't something that was watching actually cared.

I kept my head low, trying my best to not make eye contact with him. However, I felt a tug on my hair, and my head was thrown back and another more punches were thrown. He kept his grip on my head, forcing me to look at his evil face. His blue eyes were evil-looking, almost digging holes into my skin. His snot-green hair was extremely messy, and sweat dripped from his forehead. His face was flooded in anger, and I knew he wanted to hurt me. I quickly shut my eyes as I waited for the next impact.

But it never came.

The grip on my hair vanished as I heard a loud groan. I opened my eyes to see the man, known as Jack, on the ground, his arms up in defense. On top of him stood the person I've wanted to see all day long.

My beautiful boyfriend Mark.

Mark began wailing on him, his body tense as he continued to punch. My body fell completely on the ground, my head propped up against the locker.

With all the strength I had left in me, I yelled "MARK, STOP!"

My voice made Mark stop, his muscular body still tense. My love then turned around, looking at me in the eyes. I looked down to see Jack, and I could see his nose was broken and his eye cut. I let out a sob as I looked at the bloody mess.

I couldn't help but feel guilty about Jack. I couldn't help but feel like it was my fault.

Mark got up from where he was, walking towards my body limp on the ground. He began crying, making my heart break in two. He wrapped his arms around me, and I began sobbing in his chest, relief yet fear running through my body. Mark soothingly rubbed my back, making some of my fear wash away.

"Are you ok baby?" I heard him say, his beautiful voice cracking. I nodded as best as I could, as my face was buried in his chest, and gripped onto his shirt. We sat there together as we heard the teacher run in, and he sent the three of us to the nurse, dismissing the kids who were watching back to class. Before we left, Mark let go of my shaking body. I watched as he bent down, picking up the beautiful flower crown that had fallen on the ground. He placed it on my head, kissing my bloody nose afterwards.

On our way to the nurse's office, Mark kept a firm grip around me, and I could see the anger running through him. I immediately wrapped my arms around him, trying to calm him down.

I felt a pair of lips against my forehead, making me slightly smile. "You're ok baby." His voice was soothing.

And I knew I would be ok.

Mark would always be there.
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Well, there we go! Hope you like it!

This was loosely inspired by a lashton imagine, but I'd feel weird tagging her in it... it wasn't honestly that similar, but I just wanted to put that out there.

Also, hello to anyone who is new to this book! Welcome!!!

I hope you have a wonderful day, and I hope you enjoyed this cheesy imagine!

Stay weird - Mika ❤️