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Scars

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For as long as Finn could remember, he had a bunch of scars. Like, a bunch. He never really tried to remember where they came from, but he did wonder how long they'd been there for. He had some on his back, legs, arms, chest, shoulders, everything . He didn't like his scars. He thought they made him look unattractive ugly. But his boyfriend, on the other hand, absolutely loves them. He thinks they make Finn  look strong .

Robin lied on Finn's bed, finney playing with his  bandana. He had been lifting Finn's shirt up to run his hands across his back in a soothing manner, but he's recently noticed there was a long indent on the side of his back. He began interesting himself in that spot, repeatedly running over that part only. He wanted to see what it was, but he didn't want to bother Finn. Meanwhile, Finn began to notice how robin had been tracing his hand along the same spot for about 10 minutes straight. He realized what the spot was after awhile, instantly feeling embarrassed of his body. He sat up quickly, his shirt drifting down his back .

Robins pov
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I watched as he quickly sat up to get away from my grip, his shirt falling down his back as he did so. "Oh, sorry if I made you uncomfortable, Finn, I was just curious about what it was." I explained, sitting up to match his position. He looked..ashamed? "It's fine, I'm just uh, I just don't like that part of me. He said, playing with his thumbs. I frowned, eyeing his hands. "Why? You're perfect Finn, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, my love." I gushed, trying to reassure him. He just looked down, and sighed briefly. I tried to think of something that would make him feel better, but it was pretty hard considering he is a really stubborn person. I finally got a stupid idea, but it was the only one I had so that's what I was going to do. I swiftly pulled him toward me, flipping him backwards and pushing him onto his stomach, not letting him get up. "Urh- robin! What are you doing?!" He shrieked, fidgeting around, throwing his arms while trying to escape.

Finn's pov
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I was pushed face first into my bed as robin held me down, nailing down my legs to the bed. He started to trace his fingers up my shirt, until it was up to my shoulders, in which he finally flipped it over my head and took it off. My face heated, full of embarrassment. "Robin Arellano! I hissed, fighting harder to get up. He just held me down harder, squeezing my legs into the bed. He started to sketch his finger across the spot again, feeling the dent. "What is it?" He questioned, digging a hole into my back with his eyes. I tried to move again, but he pushed me down, again. "It's just a scar!" I wailed, acting like a toddler having a tantrum. "From what," he pleaded, not letting me go as I had hoped. "I don't remember, can you please let go!" I wept, fighting as hard as I could. "What's so wrong with me seeing? It's just a scar." He mumbled, letting go and giving me my shirt back. "Sorry.." I turned around as he pouted. "I just was curious.." he sniveled as I felt a hint of guilt for hearing him like that. "Look, robin, I just.....don't like people seeing my scars. It just..makes me look weak and ugly." I mouthed, almost silently. He looked at me, and frowned. He stayed silent though, just eyeing me. Then, he did something that really surprised me. "Can I kiss it?" He asked, looking me in the eyes. "What?" I exclaimed, getting embarrassed . "Can I kiss your scars." I looked at him, and I could tell he wasn't joking. He genuinely wanted to do this. "..." I slowly began to take off my shirt, and turning to where he could see the big scar. "...fascinating," he paused—
"beautiful." I blushed at that, feeling embarrassed but flattered. He started to move forward, until he gave me a quick peck on my back. It made me feel safe-no, warm. It made me feel warm inside, like all my insides were huddled together. He then saw another scar, and pecked that too. And another, and another, and so on. By the time he was done he had kissed mainly every part of my body, and he gave me an additional kiss on my cheek. "There we go, Finn." He exclaimed. "No more "ugly" or "weak". Just beautiful and strong." I gazed away, blushing madly. "Thank you Robin" he smiled. "Of course." I looked at his bandanna in my hand, and kissed it. "There, no weak or ugly for you either, love." Robin grinned. "I guess that's fair, but seriously, cuddle me now. I'm freezing." I just stared at him with his serious eyes, and how he could say something so silly with them. I burst out laughing, looking away and hiding my face. "Your sooooo dramatic, robin" He gazed at me, offended as ever. "Am not!" He snapped, sitting up. "Whatever you say." I chuckled.

And with that, we cuddled together, his hands grazing along my beautiful scars.