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ᴡᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ʟᴇɴɢᴛʜ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɪғʙᴡᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟɪᴋᴇ ɪɴ sᴏᴍᴇ sᴇɴsᴇs. ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ sᴇᴇ ᴏᴜʀsᴇʟᴠᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴏғ ᴍɪsғɪᴛs ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴜɴɪǫᴜᴇ ᴄɪʀᴄᴜᴍsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇs ғʀɪᴇɴᴅsʜɪᴘ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍ ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅs ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴏᴜs.

"You scared the shit out of me," y/n says, lowering her guard but keeping her eyes sharp. He barely looks up, voice low and hesitant. "Sorry... I didn't know where else to go." As she cleans his wounds, the tough exterior he always wears starts to crack. Beneath the scars and snark lies a different man-a fragile side of Go-tak that only y/n gets to see. And maybe, just maybe, he's starting to catch feelings for her