Ice Cold (Starco fan fiction )

Getting Worse

I woke up the next morning next to who I assumed to be Marco. He must have had his monster arm around me because I felt the surface of its slimy yet rough skin in every area wrapped around me. I didn't mind. Marco began to snore while he was sleeping, meaning he must have been in a deep sleep,which obligated me to get up and grab something to eat while he was out, then hopefully crawl back into bed without him noticing. I crawled out of bed slowly he was covered from head to toe so I couldn't see any of him, but I stopped myself from uncovering him as not to wake him and started to the kitchen,

when I heard a cry that I could only identify as Marcos not seconds after setting foot downstairs and rushed back up to the room, he wasn't there, my heart began to pump harshly as I tore apart the room looking around the house. Another pained cry I identified to be coming from the bathroom I jingled the door but it was locked tight. "Marco don't worry I'll get you out"! He started in that panicky voice he always used when he was hiding something. "N-no star don't come in" he gasped at me , I pressed my head against the door "it's horrible" I heard him say and a muffled whimper was heard through the door and I knocked again. "What is it?! Marco what's wrong"!? I was beginning to worry when the door opened slowly. Creeping out of the shadows of the bathroom was what I could only observe to be the monster arm but as usual my hypothesis was discarded and I let out a loud Yelp to which I then covered my mouth as he let out a faint whimper.