[It feels like it takes hours for the transformation to finish, even though in reality it's mere minutes. Hunk watches though teary eyes, wishing he could do something, anything to help his friend through this. When Shiro screams again it pulls a quiet sob from Hunk's chest. All of it is awful, and his heart is breaking all the while. Out of all them, for it to be Shiro subjected to such horror, such pain... Hunk wishes it could have been him instead.
Because the man, now human once more, in front of him deserves so much better.
Once Shiro is back in his natural form, Hunk rushes in to his side. His eyes catch onto some of the new scars, anger rising from his gut. At least the one responsible for those was now gone, forever. With a shaky hand, he gently brushed back white bangs from Shiro's face.]
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Because the man, now human once more, in front of him deserves so much better.
Once Shiro is back in his natural form, Hunk rushes in to his side. His eyes catch onto some of the new scars, anger rising from his gut. At least the one responsible for those was now gone, forever. With a shaky hand, he gently brushed back white bangs from Shiro's face.]
Shiro? Hey... Can you hear me?