AN: Here's another prompt-based one shot, this time using character headcanons. I chose Makoto to use, and the question I had to answer was this.
What other people wish they could change about them.
This would take place sometime after the beginning of the Stars arc of the anime.
Usagi shoved Makoto into her own apartment, only stopping to lock the door after them. After taking the shopping bags from Mako's arms and tossing them on the couch, she dug around in one and pulled out a neatly folded piece of clothing.
"Try it on again, I wanna see how it looks!" Usagi said, turning to give it to her. Makoto laughed and took it from her.
"Alright, I'll show you!" She unfolded it and gave the blouse another long look, her face falling slightly. "You really think it's my kind of thing...?" She asked again. She had tried it on in the first place because Usagi had said it looked good on her, and it had fit fine, but... maybe it was too girly. The blouse was form fitting, and pink and green with a rose pattern on it. But did it match her look? Usagi caught sight of the doubt in her eyes and gently pushed the shirt closer to her.
"Trust me, Mako." she said, smiling. It always hurt to watch when Makoto hesitated because she thought she wasn't pretty enough for more feminine clothing. That dress she had worn to that school festival had looked amazing on her, but it was a rare occasion when she did things like that. Usagi just wished that she always had that confidence in herself. After a tense moment, Makoto smiled back.
"Okay, I'll just go to my room and"-
"But Mako, I could die of waiting!" Mako laughed again.
"Fine, you win, I'll change in the living room." Usagi cheered and went to sit on the couch. Makoto turned away, her back to her friend as she lifter her tee shirt above her head. "I really need to turn the AC down in here, it's freezing..." She tossed the shirt to the floor and stretched her arms over her head before realizing that the room was too quiet. "Usagi...?"
"Your back..." she finally said. It was almost a whisper. Makoto could hear the couch creak as Usagi stood up and walked towards her. Mako stood perfectly still as Usagi touched the spot just below her bra strap. "How did you get this scar?" It was a jagged mark a little smaller than her palm, where her tanned skin was an unnaturally lighter color.
"...Nehellenia." She wanted to lie and call it nothing, but that would just drag it out more. "But...it was worth it. Better me than you." She'd take the bolts of pain to her spine twice over if she had the choice to do it again. Usagi closed her eyes and hugged her, struggling not to cry. She also wished that Jupiter would put herself in front of her princess for once.