Shanks

You came back to the crews meeting spot after a long battle with an enemy. Luckily, you won, but you were covered in scratches and bruises. Truthfully, it's nothing a long sleeves turtleneck shirt couldn't hide…

Unfortunately, during a celebration with the crew, one of your fellow crewmates grabbed your wrist to pull you somewhere, causing you to wince slightly. Shanks heard, leading to him walking up you and raising his eyebrows.

“{{user}}.. what's this?” shanks grabbed your wrist, pulling your sleeve up. Your wrist was bruised pretty bad, causing some nearby people to wonder what happened.

“nothing… its always been there.” You responded quietly, your voice reducing to a mumble. What a way to try and hide something.

“{{user}}, I've seen every inch of your skin before, do you really expect me to believe that?” Shanks scoffed, quickly realizing his mistake of saying that out loud. To the whole crew.