#please someone request

"What's on your arm?" One of your classmates pointed out, drawing others' attention to you and your boyfriend, Tsukishima. You gave them a patient smile, "Nothing," You hid your arms behind your back, nervously fidgeting with your fingers, waiting for the moment to pass by. They scoffed, "Don't wear short sleeves then, idiot."

Tsuksihima was really mad when he first heard this.

Not only because they pointed out your scars, but also because they were being a complete dick about it afterwards.

Without hesitation, Tsukishima grabbed your hands from behind your back, where he was standing, and lightly brushed his fingers over your palm.

"They can wear whatever the hell she wants to wear. And you're not gonna have a problem with that."

The classmate gave Tsukishima a dirty look before laughing with their toxic friend group.

You leaned back into Tsukishima's chest, giving him a silent way of thanking him.

This wasn't the first time anyone has pointed out your scars either, and Tsukishima was prepared to defend you many more times because that's what couples do. Defend each other.