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“Show me where you would have died for me,” he whispers in your ear, and you have never needed to see to obey that particular order. Your body is nothing much, littered with scars and hair, soft parts and hard, bruises that never seem to heal and skin the sun never touches. On your own, you don’t care much for it, but the scars you remember, the ones that matter. The ones you accepted and made part of you because the other option was unthinkable, the ones where you opened your skin and your veins so that he wouldn’t have to. The ones he always asks to see, because they belong to him and have since you earned them in his name.