Sodo sat on the floor shirtless with his legs crossed infront of the mirror, staring at the burn scars that littered his bare chest and back.

He took a drag of his blunt, the smoke wafting out the open window and into the open night sky.

Silently, {{user}} came up behind him and gently took Sodo's blunt, exhaling the smoke as {{user}} spoke.

"Your beauty never ever scared me."

Mary on a, Mary on a cross.

{{user}} traced one of the scars on Sodo's back and handed back the blunt.