~ summer camp - full of secrets ~
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“No, it’s- I’m sorry, I- It’s not your fault, I didn’t- didn’t mean to yell at you,” Finn spoke, letting go of his legs and grabbed Aurthur’s hand. “I just- I get insecure about my hands, and- and the scratches for- for dumb reasons, I’m- I’m sorry…”
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“I can promise you, the reasons aren’t dumb,” Arthur said with a soft smile. “Do you mind telling. me why?”
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“They’re just- Ugly, I guess,” Finn muttered, staring at his hand on Aurthur’s. “They just remind me of how clumsy I am, and- and I used to get made fun of them. I- I know, it’s dumb, because it’s not like they’re scars from me cutting myself, but-“
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“That’s… fair. Not dumb, though,” Arthur said. “I think scars are pretty cool, y’know? They all have a story to them.”
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“I guess,” Finn said, holding out his other hand. “Most of them I got because I tripped and fell,” he said with an awkward chuckle, turning his hand over so his palm faced him and Aurthur.
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“Still,” Arthur shrugged. “You healed, and now you’re stronger.”
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“Not really- This one happened first day I got here,” Finn said with an awkward chuckle, pointing to a large scratch on his palm with the hand that was holding Aurthur’s.
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“Oo, gosh, does that still hurt?” Arthur said with a frown, studying the scratch.
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“No, it’s just a reminder of my clumsiness and stupidity,” Finn said with a dry laugh, resting his hand in his lap. “I was trying to get a picture of a bluejay that flew by, and I tripped and fell. Just, flung my hands out. Almost broke my phone, too-“
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“Yikes,” Arthur’s said quietly. “Well, I’m pretty clumsy too, y’know. “It’s not that big of a deal, y’know?”
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Finn nodded, shifting in his position a little and moving closer to Aurthur’s side. “Sorry for yelling at you earlier,” he spoke softly, gently squeezing his boyfriend’s hand. He rested his head on his shoulder, exhaling softly.
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“It’s alright,” Arthur said softly. “I kinda- well, I don’t get it. But I respect your wishes and stuff, so.”
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“I was just- Overwhelmed, I think,” Finn spoke quietly, exhaling. “I get like that sometimes, when my brain feels like it’ll explode and someone touches me, I feel like I’m gonna burst into flames and- That’s probably not normal, is it?”
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“Uh- no. Probably not,” Arthur said softly. “But- y’know, that’s the kinda stuff who makes up who we are, y’know? Like you’ve got all these scars, but I don’t, y’know, and- and it doesn’t define you, but- it makes you special!”
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“You don’t think I’m a weirdo?” Finn asked bluntly, staring at Aurthur. “You don’t think I’m a freak, or a loser, or a nutjob??”
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