You had just gotten out of hospital, from being in an intense mission with an opposing team. Scars littered your body, and you were extremely insecure about them.

You didn’t want anyone to see them. You only saw them as a failure.

A mistake.

Ever since you came back, you locked yourself up in your quarters and rarely came out, only if it was training,missions or something else necessary.

When you did, you covered yourself head to toe in gear. Hell, you even started wearing a balaclava to hide your facial scars.

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One night, you were in your quarters when you heard a knock at your door.

“Love, are you alright in there? Can I come in?” It was none other than Simon Riley, your Lieutenant.