Patton's POV

Y/n ran through the door, scared. She slid down the door and put her hands on her face.

"Y/n a-!" I asked.

"Get Thomas please." Y/n said. I went and got Thomas.
/time skip brought by Patton's optimism\
I opened my room, Y/n was sitting and crying on my bed.

"Y/n, kiddo, what happened?" Patton asked.

"I-I saw my mom..." She whimpered.

"What's so bad about seeing your mom?" I ask.

"She's he reason I have all these scars." She said.

"What scars?!" I yelled. Y/n showed him her stomach. There was multiple stab wounds and even a small circle where her mom burned her. Patton pulled her shirt down and sat her down on my lap. My poor baby. "Would you like me to kiss all the scars? You might feel better."

"I-I dunno..." She whispered. I pulled her shirt up so all the scars were showing. I kissed all of them. She whimpered at a few of them. I pulled her shirt down and kissed her forehead. She pecked my nose and giggled.

"I guess I can't call you kiddo anymore~"