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The glorious ways a man can get his Scars
Martyn was a man of stories. You can ask him to tell you about his adventures and he’ll go on a full rant about everything he’s ever seen in his life. And oh boy as a street rat he’s seen everything. But as soon as you ask him about the story behind the scars on his upper arm? He will lie. Only one rat knows about the pain behind his Scars.
The garbage rat himself found poor Martyn squeaking in pain while being trapped in a mouse trap. His arm was squished under the metal and blood was pooling around it. He couldn’t believe his eyes. He sprinted to the heavy bleeding rat and looked him in the eyes as if he was saying that he’ll help him.
He positioned himself so that he could lift the metal. Martyns glassy eyes look at him and the blonde stares back at them. He begins counting down and lifts the metal on three. In the corner of his eye, he could see Martyn scramble back as far as he could go. The poor rat looked so panicked.
The last thing Martyn could see before a shocking pain went up his arm was Oli lifting the weird metal thing off his arm. He squawked loudly at the pain. Oli immediately rushed to his side. In his panicked state, he ripped part of his shirt to wrap around Martyn's bleeding arm. He carefully took Martyn bridal style to carry him to his small base area.
Once they arrived there the first thing Oli did was lay Martyn on his small couch. He whispered something about being right back while Martyn slipped into unconsciousness.
Oil came back panicking as he sees the passed-out rat. He moved fast to try and bandage him up. While trying not to overthink it too much. But as his friend is Tubbo, one of the most reckless rats to ever live he of course worries over the smallest things. He knows how dangerous some of Tubbo's actions are even though he thought they weren't dangerous at all Toby proved him wrong. So now he worries over everything.
He was tempted to take off Martyn's shirt but in the end, decided against it. He wouldn't want to cross boundaries. He silently hoped that he didn't overlook any scars or still bleeding areas.
----- Time skip -----
Martyn woke up in a pretty panicked state. His upper arm aching and he had trouble breathing. He knew exactly why his chest ached but he wasn't ready to face it yet. His arm is his biggest problem at the moment. He looked to his right and looked shocked for a moment. His arm was bandaged? The last thing he remembers was passing out on Oli's couch.
Oh yeah right. He guessed he was in his living room at the moment. He relaxed for a moment before realizing that Oli had bandaged him up. Not a bad thing right? Well for him it was. He at least hoped that the garbage rat didn't go completely overboard. Especially since he has a secret no one knows about yet.
It’s not that he wasn’t proud of his scars. It's the opposite. But he just wasn't sure how his friends would react to them. Now he wasn't always a strong guy! For a part of his life, he was his mother's little princess. It took him a while to realize that was not who he is.
The day he told his mother was also the day he got kicked out of his parent's house. They weren't supportive at all. They wanted their “sweet little daughter” not some rowdy teenager.
That's how the journey of getting his scars started. But now we told too much of a sad story so let's jump back into the present.
----- Present -----
“Marty! You're awake thank God!! I was getting worried!” said, Oli as he burst into the room.
Oh God, he looked worried. Martyn felt kind of bad now. He didn't want his friend to worry about him. Especially when it was his fault that he got stuck in the trap.
“Hey, are you alright Marty? You seem kinda panicked.” The safety rat explained. “Oli...
Did you...Did you look at anything else? Or just my arm?” He cautiously asked. “Uhm no, no I didn't. Wait! Are you hurt anywhere else?” J
Oli said panicked as he came rushing to Martyn's side.
Oh, poor Oli if he knew what Martyn had to hide. Well, he didn't know what would happen. He was just scared out of his mind that his friend would hate him. He knew that Oli would probably accept him. Krow using it/its pronouns doesn't seem to be a problem. So why would his transition in the past change anything?
“No, it’s nothing. I was just worried!” he replied shakily. “Marty you know you can tell me anything right?” The garbage rat said carefully. “It's just I don't know how you would react to it.” There he said something that could've given away a lot more than he thought it would.
“You don't have to hide anything from me! I won't think any different of you regardless of what it is.” Oh, boy, Martyn knew he wasn't lying but still. The worry was there. Maybe if he just said it it would be easier. But saying it could be hard. No scratch that it WAS hard. He could just blurt it out right here and then. But in the end, decided against it.
Oli was very patient just waiting for an answer from the poor rat. Martyn was about to break down his small brain couldn't handle this. His best friend would support him, wouldn't he?
Now the hard part would be to get the words out. But they wouldn't fit into the environment they have right now.
He decided against everything that he had planned and told a big lie. “It's nothing, Oli. I'm not hiding anything I just have some nasty scars I got in a battle. I don't think you'd like to see them.” Well, he said something. Not what he planned to say but hey it's better than nothing.
“Marty, I saw some nasty stuff back then. I can survive seeing scars! I saw a lot of yours already, didn't I?”
Oh no. Now the poor rat was all in it. He didn't have any excuses for this scenario. Now it's either telling him or trying to avoid it. “Ohh yes you did see a lot of my scars already. But, oh boy, trust me you don't want to see those! They're quite nasty!!” Martyn said with a slight stutter.
Oli looked at him quite confused. “Marty you silly rat! I love every single one of your scars! They tell an amazing story and I like listening to them!” Martyn began blushing slightly at the statement Oli just said. His brain couldn't comprehend anything at the moment. Nothing in there only Oli.
Oh, God. Silly little Martyn and his stupid little crush. He wasn't mad at Oli but more at himself. How could he allow himself to fall for someone? He knew from experience that this would mean nothing good. All of his past lovers either didn't accept him for who he is or just used him. So you can't blame him for feeling like this isn't right.
Snapping back into reality he was met by a pair of eyes, staring at him worriedly. “Hey, Marty are you okay? You seemed out of it.” Oh yeah, he was still with Oli. “Yeah, I'm fine. I just remembered something from my past. Nothing bad tho. Don't worry about it!” He tried reassuring his silly crush. But he was having none of it. He saw through his lies quite fast.
“Marty I've known you for a long time now. I know when you tell a lie. And this is a lie. Is it something that you worry about a lot? Please talk to me! I love you way too much to be mad at you!” Hold on. Pause everything. Did he hear that correctly? Oh boy. His face was probably as red as a tomato by this point.
“You- You love me? Or do you just mean in a friendly way?” Oli got red. Not just a little bit but a shit ton. His cheeks were practically burning up. “Oh, I said that out loud right? Uhm how do I say this without you hating me? Oh boy, I got myself in some trouble, right??” He chuckled nervously. Martyn was too stunned to speak. Not in a bad way, no definitely not. He was just too overwhelmed with the information that his crush likes him.
“If I understand that correctly then I’d like for you to know that I feel the same way about you Oli.” Whispered Martyn while looking at the ground nervously. Oli looked shocked. He was worried that he had given away too much and that Martyn wouldn't like him anymore but hey! This outcome is much better. Better than he ever expected it to be! His best scenario was that Martyn would say that he doesn't feel the same way about him but wouldn't mind still being friends with him.
“Wait Marty you're not playing some weird mind games with me right? I hope you aren't doing that!” Oli said with a slight hint of worry in his voice. “Oh, Oli you don't know how long I wanted to tell you that I love you!!” Yup, there he goes shooting his shot. He was sure even tho Oli just told him that he loves him that he might be wrong. Who knows. You can't blame him his brain works weirdly.
“Oh wait hold up! You love me?! Marty, I wanted to tell you this for so so long! It's crazy!!” Oli said while throwing his arms around Martyn. Martyn went from sitting up to laying down on Olis couch. Oli, who weighed nothing to Martyn, was laying on top of him. His face pressed into Martyn's neck. His hot breath made Martyn shiver slightly.
Oli looked up, resting his chin on Martyn's chest and asking: “Now Marty what's the reason you won't let me see your scars? Well, the ones on your chest?” Oh boy. Martyn had hoped Oli forgot about it but nope he didn't. Now you see he couldn't lie or well he could but he wasn't gonna do that. “Let me get up and I’ll tell you alright?” Martyn whispered. Slowly Oli lifted himself so that they were both sitting. Oli could see how nervous the boy sitting across from him was.
Martyn took a deep breath in and started lifting his shirt. He was doing it because he was gonna tell his crush (Well now boyfriend?) about his past. It didn't matter how nervous he is it has to be done someday. And that day is today. He yanked his shirt off and looked away in embarrassment.
Oil stared at him in awe. His scars certainly tell a story. A big one for the ones on his chest. Top surgery scars. He heard about them but he also knew how hard it was to get surgery like this. It must've been a long process for his new partner to get it. Oh boy, he felt like crying. Not in a bad way but he was oh-so proud of Martyn and that makes him cry.
Martyn looks back at Oli the second he heard his partner sniffling. He looked into Olis eyes, which were full of tears, and he whispered to him: “Oli I’m sorry. I understand if you don't want to be my partner or anything. That's normal and okay.” “Marty, you're kidding, are you? I would never do something like that. That's something a transphobic idiot would do! And I’m not transphobic!!”
Now it’s Martyn's turn to cry. He never experienced someone being nice to him. Especially after he tells them he’s trans. It was always a very touchy subject for him and he hates that he’s trans. He didn't want to be born in the wrong body it just happened. He threw his arms around Oli and began sobbing into his neck.
“Oli I- I don't deserve you... Why are you being so nice to me? All of my partners in the past ha- hated me because of it” Martyn sobbed into the blonde's shoulder. Oli puts his arms around Martyn's torso and holds him tightly just letting him sob into his should. He whispered a few words of reassurance hoping they would call him down a bit.
After a bit of sobbing Martyn finally calmed down and felt ready to answer some questions Oli had. A few were pretty normal and he could answer them easily. But toward the end, they got harder. One question was especially hard. The one about his parents. “Oh well, you know... It's not that easy to explain and also not a nice story. But I’ll tell you okay? So uhm they never really liked this part about me. They've never accepted it nor did they use my name or pronouns. They ignored my mental health which was rapidly getting worse. I did some stuff I’m not proud of but that's a story for another time. So and the day I stood up to them was also the day they kicked me out.”
“Oh, Marty I’m so so sorry for you. I don't know what to say. But Marty I’ll love you no matter how you used to be. We're in the now not in the past!!” Oli said while holding Martyns cheeks in his hands. Martyn was so red. He could just lean a bit forward and he’d kiss Oli. Oh boy, he wanted to do that.
And guess what? He slung his arms around Olis neck and leaned forward. The moment his lips touched Olis soft ones his brain just went blank. He felt Oli tense for a second but right after he melted into the kiss. Oli was a puddle in the arms of Martyn. His hands fell from Martyns cheeks to his hip and rested there. At the same time the still topless rat moves his one hand to Olis cheek while the other went to hold his jaw and deepen the kiss. Softly Oli hummed into the kiss. After some time they broke the kiss to breathe.
“I- wow” whispered Oli while staring into Martyns eyes. Martyn just grinned back and pulled him down onto the couch to cuddle with him.