** Captain_Sniffles requested: DenNor, Ships. Thanks so much for the request! **

Matthias had a ton scars coating his back. Sometimes at night, Lukas would just lay there, his head against the back, and trace them with a hesitant finger. His lover would almost never wake up. And that was good.

Lukas had a favorite scar to touch. Well, favorite might not be the right word, because deep down he knew that while they had technically healed, the emotional scars were still etched into Matthias' brain. And they wouldn't ever heal like that. But the one he touched the most was a thick one running from his shoulder blades. It was dignified.

And when Lukas closed his eyes and pressed his head to his back like he did every night, he could picture the scar as an ancient ocean... Matthias' ship sailing down it, the lovely captain too happy and eccentric. More than eccentric -- safe. Safe from the scars that would quickly follow.

In the morning, Lukas would act like none of this had ever happened.