... [Malik is rendered speechless. He doesn't exactly feel guilt right now, or even bad...but he knows that inside him, somewhere, he should. When those memories come back, how painful is it going to be?
He can't resist any longer. Even if it's inappropriate he pulls at his tanktop to untuck it and take a look at what lies beneath. It's not burns like he expected, but two large and darkened scars. One was slashed across his side and permanently raised, and the other, much smaller but still ghastly lied just above his navel at an angle.
He lets out a soft noise, light a frightened whimper.]
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He can't resist any longer. Even if it's inappropriate he pulls at his tanktop to untuck it and take a look at what lies beneath. It's not burns like he expected, but two large and darkened scars. One was slashed across his side and permanently raised, and the other, much smaller but still ghastly lied just above his navel at an angle.
He lets out a soft noise, light a frightened whimper.]