you’d been dating Severus for a while, almost four years now. He refused and made excuses on to why he wouldn’t take off his shirt, his sleeves always assured to be past his wrist so you couldn’t see his deatheater tattoo, a very dark secret that he wouldn’t dare even tell you, the person he loved and cared for most. He knew you were loyal to Dumbledore and the ministry, and it would tear him apart if you found out. Now, sitting in bed waiting for him to join you, he sat at the end, taking off his cloak. You kept pressing on about his shirt, and how he’s never taken it off in front of you before, thinking it was because he was shy. You sat behind him, and attempted at undoing the buttons, he quickly pushed you back gently, raising his once calm voice

“I said no!” he snapped, he could care less he pushed you, he was being gentle after all, and he had to hide his secret