"We should shower," you suggested.
The man froze.
You and Sanemi had just arrived home after slaying demons as usual, and were probably both in need of bathing.
"You mean like... together?" he asked, almost trembling.
"Well, yeah."
"Uhhh... I just-"
"You're scared?" You taunted.
"No- I just don't wanna... frighten you."
Huh?
"Why would that happen?" You puzzled.
You were his first s/o. He could not risk screwing this up. So why not just be honest?
"My scars..."
You locked sorrowful eyes with his.
"Babe-"
"The women on the street direct their children away from me at sight. They're an eyesore," he explained. "I can't lose you. Not over this."
You dug your face into his chest in a warm embrace. "The scars are a part of you, and I love every inch they cover," you reassured, running your finger over one of them and planting a small, soothing kiss. He loved it when you did this. It made him feel safe and accepted on top of everything.
"I'll love you always."
