12. Scars

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||Some people see scars, and it is wounding they
remember. To me they are proof of the fact that there is healing - Linda Hogan||

 To me they are proof of the fact that there is healing - Linda Hogan||

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A/N: fluff & angst
TW: mentions of self harm & PTSD

February 11th 1961
Dallas, Texas

"Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, should, without eyes, see pathways to his will. Where shall we dine? What fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here's much to do with hate, but more with love" Klaus recited Shakespeare, something he always seemed to do, as he braided Willow's hair.

Klaus was surprisingly good at braiding hair, being taught by Allison when they were kids. Although his father always hated it when he would try and braid his own hair, thinking that it was too feminine.

"I still can't believe that you're better at braiding hair than I am" Willow commented as she sat in between his legs.

"Well darling, you more than anyone should know how good I am with my hands" Klaus commented, chuckling at his own comment.

"You're so disgusting sometimes" Willow grimaced.

"You weren't saying that this morning" Klaus retaliated with a smug grin.

"Shut up" Willow said with a chuckle, shaking her head.

"Actually, if I remember correctly there was less scolding and a lot more "Oh Klaus, Oh baby, Oh Please" Klaus imitated his girlfriend before she shoved him with her elbow, making him shut up.

"As I said, you're disgusting sometimes" Willow replied but still smiled slightly at his jokes, running her hand down his thigh, stopping at his knee.

"How did you get this scar?" Willow asked, running a hand over the scar on his knee. He glanced down at it before focusing back on her hair.

"When I was twelve I fell down the stairs wearing my mother's heels. Broke my jaw and scraped my knee up pretty bad" Klaus replied as he tied off one of the braids.

"Ouch" Willow commented. "Is that robot mom?"

"Of course. I couldn't speak for eight weeks" Klaus replied, frowning at the memory.

"What about you, how'd you get the scar behind your ear?" Klaus asked curiously as he started on the next braid.

"My mother threw a knife at me when I was sixteen" Willow replied nonchalantly, as if it wasn't a big deal.

"Shit. Is that why you decided to runaway from her?" Klaus asked, running his finger along the scar gently almost as if he was scared it was going to hurt her.

"Kind of, there was a few reasons" Willow replied.

"Do you want to talk about it? You don't have to" Klaus responded.

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