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He knows what heвЂ™s doing is stupid, but heвЂ™s going to go through with it anyways because when it comes to his friends-his brothers-heвЂ™s incapable of telling them вЂnoвЂ™ to anything. His face is half-concealed in shadow, but the dim bulb of the lamp in the corner provides enough light for you to see the lines of grim resignation and stubborn loyalty weighing heavily on his expression beneath his unruly curls. The door swings open with a quiet creak of protest under the force of your palm, and then youвЂ™re watching Frankie folding t-shirts and stuffing them in a duffle bag. Up close, you hear the faint rustle of movement from inside followed by the distinctive zzzip of a bagвЂ™s zipper being tugged on. You choose the third door, drawn towards it despite the pit in your stomach growing larger and larger with every step. There are three other doors along the hall before it connects with the living room-one open to reveal a bathroom, one closed shut, and one at the far end open just the faintest crack. ItвЂ™s the same feeling you get when watching horror movies with Marcus, when you instinctively know the killerвЂ™s gonna pop out on screen, but you donвЂ™t know how or what precise moment, so youвЂ™re left sitting there in suspense, waiting, waiting, waiting. Slipping out into the hallway on socked feet, youвЂ™re struck in the chest with an icy shard of absolute dread. You think, even for your alternate self who you know nothing about, this isnвЂ™t where you usually sleep at night. Not even a single picture hanging on the wall-that alarm bells start ringing in your mind.

What little details of the bedroom you can make out in the dark are so plain and boring-just a closet, bed, and nightstand. You must have been seriously upset to have fallen asleep while still crying.

Sitting up, you press a hand to your face, grimacing when your fingers brush against dried tear stains forming crusty lines down your cheeks. YouвЂ™re lying in a bed for a second time, staring at the ceiling as the moonlight makes shapes on the ceiling like graffiti art. Warnings for the chapter: Language, Angst, Relationship issues, SurprisesДЄuthor Note: Thank you everybody for your kind support of this fic! I appreciate every like, comment, and reblog рџ’ќ So many of yвЂ™all have been asking for Frankie and while I love fluffy stories with him, this isвЂ¦definitely angst рџ… But there will be another part, so maybe fluff will make an appearance then рџ¤·вЂЌв™ЂпёЏ With each encounter, you start to wonder if youвЂ™ll ever make it back to your real universe?

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Series Summary: When you play with a strange cube, youвЂ™re transported out of your current reality with your boyfriend Marcus into brand new ones starring alternate versions of your boyfriend who look and act entirely different every time. Main Pairing: Marcus Pike x Female Reader

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