Comforting Friend
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During classes, Tristan would always take your arm and draw small tattoos on you, as bored as you both are.
Though this time, as he was about to draw on your wrists.. he saw those precious scars.
He didn't want to point it out, knowing how you might feel about it. Instead he carefully drew around it. As if making art of your battle scars.
"How do you think hm? I should be an artist" He smiled, gentle eyes looking at it.
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