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"I'm not sorry. Look at him! Those are monster marks! And they're ugly! No one wants to see monster marks! And he's proud of them too!" Daniel screeched, kicking at the seat like a baby.

Lance's eyes tears up trying to cover his arms and legs which clearly displayed the marks he was born with and had formed over time.

Everyone's attention was on his now and everyone started screaming about the marks.

"EW!"

"My mommy doesn't think those are natural!"

"My mommy said you should get rid of those if you ever want to find someone to marry!"

"Gross!"

"Why are you even showing them!? They're disgusting!"

"Mr. McLain, if those are going to be a distraction, I'm going to have to ask you to cover up."

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Keith was snapping his fingers in front of Lance's eyes as Lance refocused on the present.

"What was it?" Lance asked kindly, looking up towards Keith.

"I was wondering why you never showed your skin. If you don't want to answer you don't have to but-"

Keith stopped himself there. He didn't want to say the actually reasoning out loud but Keith was very scared it had something to do with.. well.. self harm.. And that's what everyone else thought too. It was kind of hard not to assume you're hiding something when you literally never where shorts or a t-shirt. Ever.

Keith had lost someone to that once and he didn't want it to happen again.

Lance smiled. "I'll tell you soon. I promise."

Now months had passed and Keith was getting worried. Still Lance refused to wear t-shirts and shorts and it was getting awfully hot. Keith couldn't survive with a t-shirt on, let alone leggings and a hoodie.

Keith was trying to not jump to conclusions, Lance would tell him when he's ready. But Keith wanted nothing more than to get the anxiety off his chest and find out if Lance was harming himself or not.

Now, Lance had gone to bed early and everyone was talking in the dining room.

Admittedly Keith felt bad, because they were all talking about Lance right now and what their theories were.

"You guys need to stop jumping to conclusions." Allura said firmly and Pidge stood by her side with this one. "I remember what it was like, being a teenage girl. Peers can be brutal. I was so pressured into not wanting to show my body that I hid it. Maybe Lance just needs reassurance." Allura finished, glaring at everyone from the head of the table.

Pidge was next to immediately defend the possibility.

"I stand with Allura on this one you guys. I'm a teenager now and even without bullies and social statuses I have a hard time showing any part of my body. And other times, long sleeved clothes are just more comfortable." Pidge stated.

Keith's brow furrowed as he listened. That's very possible, in fact it was likely what was really happening but even the slight chance that Lance could be in danger is terrifying to him.

"Princess, with all do respect I don't think that happens with boys. We all grew up once. Boys aren't pressured as girls are. And if that was the case, don't you think Lance would tell us about it?" Coran asked.

Shiro's frown deepened.

"Yeah Princess, I'm gonna have to disagree with you on that one. Lance is perfectly capable of himself and has the self confidence of never ending." Shiro said, leaning again the far wall.

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