[ He's reaching for you then, fingers curling at your elbow as he draws you near. ]
C'mere... [ He can't find it in himself to smooth back the frown that's put a knot between his brows and a line on his lips.
He's gently lifting up the back of your shirt now to get a better look at those scars. ( Forgive him, babe. It's worry for you on several levels, but it's really more concern than anything else that's got him like this. ) ]
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C'mere... [ He can't find it in himself to smooth back the frown that's put a knot between his brows and a line on his lips.
He's gently lifting up the back of your shirt now to get a better look at those scars. ( Forgive him, babe. It's worry for you on several levels, but it's really more concern than anything else that's got him like this. ) ]
Where'd these come from?