Stardew Valley Shane X Female Player: Want A Light?

Chapter 23: You Don't Have To Be Alone Part 3

Shane's POV:

I'm worried for Poke, I have a feeling Poke was thinking about something serious before we came over. I just hope everything's ok. I look at Poke and see she's starting to cry with a small sad smile... "You always seem to see me at my worst the most, Shane." I see her right hand holding her left arm's sleeve. Her right hand is trembling and I hold my left hand over it. She notices and her eyes widen, she then looks up at me. I speak to her softly, "Do you want to lift up your sleeve? But why?" Her breath is shaky, "I-I... I w-want to... B-But..." She starts to sob and I decide to hug her. I like hugging her, holding her, being near her. I love her smile, I love our talks, I love her voice. I love everything about her. Poke speaks up for a minute... "Sh-Shane... C-Could you p-please... I c-can't..." I let go of her and see her tears falling from her eyes. I speak even softer, "You want me to lift up your left sleeve?" She nods and I hold onto her left sleeve. That night when she told us about Johnathan's true nature, I had a feeling she was hiding something dark about herself instead of Johnathan.

As I lift up her left sleeve, I see my feeling was correct.

When I look at her left forearm, I see it's covered in cuts and one spot is bandaged. I look at Poke again and she starts sobbing quietly, not wanting to wake up Jas probably. I hug her and she hugs me back. I pick her up gently and bring her to the open blow-up mattress, already blown up. I sit down with her there. She continues sobbing as she tries to speak to me, "I-I'm s-s-sorry Shane..." I whisper in her ear, "It's okay Poke... Just don't do it anymore... Remember, you can talk to me, just like I can talk to you." She stops sobbing and all that's left is sniffles. She speaks up again, her breath a little bit more stable. "Thank you Shane..." I look at her smiling at me and I smile back at her. "Anytime Poke... Anytime..."

We continue hugging for a while before Poke lets go, and I let go of her. "I think we should start sleeping Shane, it's getting pretty late..." She looks at me and then her eyes widen a little. I feel extremely hot and stuffy due to my shirt, but... I am not going to let her look at me in disgust if I take it off. I look at Poke and she starts to speak, "Shane, are you hot? You're sweating and you're red..." She's not looking at me in disgust, but concern? I mutter my answer, "Umm... Yeah..." I didn't really wanted her to hear it, but she must've. "Shane, you can do whatever you want, as long as it doesn't break my house." I almost burst out laughing, but I stifle it. I don't want her to look at me with disgust, but the heat is almost intolerable and will probably become intolerable. I sigh, "C-Could you um... Could you turn around, Poke?"

She takes a second to understand what I'm doing and she nods, then turns around and lies down. I take my shirt off and already feel much cooler... I fold it and put it off to the side, then lay down by her, but looking away from her. While I am less hot, I still feel warmth in my cheeks. After five minutes of lying in silence, Poke speaks. "Shane, why don't you want me to see you right now? I understand you aren't wearing a shirt, but you're a man, there's nothing wrong with it is there?"

I don't want her to know, but... I don't want her to think I hate her... "Poke... I just..." I sigh, "I don't like me, you already know that... That also includes my body, but I don't think it would just be me who hates my body..." I felt tears coming when I feel a hand on my arm. I turn my head around and see Poke looking at me with a smile and concerned eyes. "I don't hate you Shane and I won't hate your body. I know I won't." I feel my tears falling when I decide to give her a small smile. Poke speaks up, "Is it ok now?" I gulp and nod. She takes her hand away from me so I can move. Afterwards Poke gives me a slight hug. "Thank you for trusting me Shane." She smiles at me then closes her eyes and falls asleep. Then eventually so do I.

I even completely forget about my problem that always happens in the morning.