Those Ocean Eyes and That Charming Smile

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August first means a new month and that means I have a whole new month of opportunities and my first one this month is getting these annoying stitches out with the help of Bucky since I cannot reach everywhere on my back without it being awkward for me. I started with my thigh since it was easier and so Bucky could take his shower after training this morning so while he is getting out, I am still at the sink and trying not to clip the panties I just put on or my skin once I reached a point on my waist where I can barely get the one blade of the tiny medical scissors up and under this one stitch.

"Baby, don't hurt yourself." Bucky says while coming over with a towel wrapped around his waist

"Then, can you do it?" I sigh and drop my hands that have the scissors and tweezers in them

"Of course." He smiles and bends down to kiss my cheek

I lean over the sink with my arms folded on the edge of the counter dressed only in underwear after I decided to remove my stitches while I was washing myself. They don't hurt when Bucky snips them away and uses the tweezers to pull them out and add to our pile but the constant small pull is getting annoying very quickly.

"It's our anniversary month." Bucky smiles with the happiest tone

"One year." I nod and feel him now near the bottom of my shoulder blade. "You work fast." I comment

"Gotta make it quick so my babydoll isn't uncomfortable." He shrugs. "What are we doing for our one year?" He asks

"Well, you said fancy dates are for our anniversaries so, I guess we can get all dressed up and head out to a restaurant if you'd like." I offer willingly

"And stay in a hotel until the morning so I have you alone all night?" He smirks

"I thought that was a given." I chuckle and stand up when the last stitch comes free. "How big is the scar?" I ask myself and turn around so I face Bucky and his pursed lips

"Pretty big, doll." He tells me honestly

"Great." I sigh when I look over my shoulder and look at the thick red scar messily running along my back and part of my ass that I can see before it cuts my tattoo in half after showing no mercy to the ink and makes it look like that area was never touched in the first place. "I already healed my thigh but I don't know if I'll be able to reach my back." I mumble worriedly

"Hey." He grabs my face and softly turns my head so I'm looking at him. "Scars or not, I will always love you just how you will love yourself and I mean all of you." He reminds me like he always does

"I love you more." I smile

"Good." He pecks my lips. "Is there a way you can move the magic to your back so you don't have to use your hands?" He presents an idea and I furrow my eyebrows when thinking about it

"I-I'm not sure." I shake my head subtly. "I can try." I accept the idea

Because I will do anything to not have this huge scar.

"I'm here for you." He says, knowing there's a chance it might not work. "Forever and always."

"Forever and always." I return his promise to him. "Alright, just hold me, please." I sigh

"Mhm!" He hums a smile as he wraps his arms around my waist and tugs me to his chest where my arms are folded against my bare one to hold his dog tags as I let my healing magic float to the surface

Because curiosity nips me in the scarred ass, I turn my head to look in the mirror at my glowing back veins to try and manipulate the magic to move and it does when my eyes follow the sparkles that flow in different patterns under the surface of my skin. I take a deep breath and move the ball of magic to the scar and stretch it out until there is a golden traced cut along my back and with very slow and patient movements, I lift the magic into the scar and the skin is tough so it fights and forces me to pinch my eyes shut and turn tense as I push and push. I suck in another breath and hold it to push the magic as my fists shake between our chests when I continue to make the first layer of scar tissue to break so it can fill and disappear easier like I want it to. I can feel the pressure on the bottom underneath my skin until I feel something pop and I jerk at the sudden movement before sighing at the flood of warm magic filling my scar.