As you settled down and got ready for bed you pulled your shirt off, revealing the many scars on your back. The Doctor had never seen them before and you've done a good job at hiding them. You thought he was still in the bathroom when you took off your shirt to put on one of his to sleep in.
"(Y/N)..." you hear his voice trail off.
You jump at his voice and quickly put his shirt on and turn around.
"What?" You ask with a small smile.
"Wh- what did I just see?" He asked he walked closer to you.
"What are you talking about?" You raise an eyebrow, trying to make him think you were confused.
"Oh, I think you know" he replied and got closer.
"Nope I don't think I do" you try to play it off.
"(Y/N)?" He speaks
"Yes time for bed" you reply and try to walk over to the bed. He grabs your arm and pulls you close to him.
"Who did that to you?" He whispers in your ear.
"It doesn't matter anymore" you whisper back.
"Yes it does, you were to afraid to show me. So the scars still bother you" he kissed the back of your head and wraps his arms around your waist.
"Tell me what happened" he mumbles and keeps you locked up in his arms. You sigh unable to escape his hold he had around you.
"My dad did it" you mumble while looking down to the floor. The Doctor was shocked, pure anger filled his eyes. The anger he felt was like the day when the daleks dropped the TARDIS into a place where it would be destroyed with Donna still inside of it.
"I..-I'm sorry I didn't tell you" you whisper feeling ashamed of yourself. You promised you'd always tell him everything and he promised the same to you. You thought The Doctor might have been angry with you, but he was angry for a completely different reason.
"He's going to be sorry he ever laid a finger on you" The Doctor kissed the back of your head and squeezed you tightly. You turned around to face him, you could sense the anger coming off of him.
"Are you mad at me?" You bite your lip softly and look down at your feet.
"Not at all love" he tries to make himself a bit more happier. He cups your cheek with his hand and kissed your lips.
"I have no reason to be mad at you" he whispers. You nod your head in response. He takes his fingers and trails your back.
"Don't be afraid to tell me things..and don't be ashamed of the scars you have" he looks you in the eye as you try to avoid his gaze but fail at it.
"It's hard not to be ashamed of them" you mumble. The Doctor lifts up his shirt and reveals a deep scar on his side that has stayed with him no matter if he regenerates or not.
"You just have to accept them and it might take some time, but you will" he drops his shirt and kissed your lips once more.
"How did you get that?" You ask
"Another story for another time my love" he smiles and kissed you softly and you kissed back as you both fell into the bed together.
