[This is it then. The start of no-turning-back. He gives his brother's hand another apprehensive squeeze before letting go and scooting away. He keeps his eyes down, can't look Hiro in the face when he starts reaching for the hems of his hoodie to pull up. Is Hiro really sure? Hell, is he really sure he wants to let his brother see? He hesitates, almost changing his mind but - Hiro's almost an adult now. He can make his own decisions.
He closes his eyes and pulls his shirt with the hoodie off. Underneath are burns, up his forearms, up his shoulders, around the right side of his abdomen and spotted across his back; slash scars from who knows what, an especially large one curled around between his right collarbone and shoulder; faint scars around his forearms from not only bad binds but Tadashi having tried to fight against them; a smaller wound against the back of his left side that may or may not have been a gunshot but he won't answer. On top of it all, starting from his neck, long, thin lines snaking and twirling their paths down his neck, his shoulders, his chest, over old still-healing bruises. Some of the scars and bruising go even further down past his stomach, but even letting him see this much is pushing himself.
Tadashi glances up quickly to see if his brother's looking, then back down when he sees Hiro is. He's already having second thoughts letting him see.]
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He closes his eyes and pulls his shirt with the hoodie off. Underneath are burns, up his forearms, up his shoulders, around the right side of his abdomen and spotted across his back; slash scars from who knows what, an especially large one curled around between his right collarbone and shoulder; faint scars around his forearms from not only bad binds but Tadashi having tried to fight against them; a smaller wound against the back of his left side that may or may not have been a gunshot but he won't answer. On top of it all, starting from his neck, long, thin lines snaking and twirling their paths down his neck, his shoulders, his chest, over old still-healing bruises. Some of the scars and bruising go even further down past his stomach, but even letting him see this much is pushing himself.
Tadashi glances up quickly to see if his brother's looking, then back down when he sees Hiro is. He's already having second thoughts letting him see.]