It was a quiet evening in the apartment you and your boyfriend Punk shared as the two of you watched Memento while sharing chicken wings leading to you snuggled into his side looking at his tattoos before noticing a scar on his lower torso. "What happened here?" he looks to see your finger lightly run over the faded scar next to his pelvic bone before he told you that he had gotten it from barbwire wrapped against the corner post of the ring two years earlier in the start of his career in ECW, you had seen a few marks along his body in between all the tattoos but you just assumed that some were from wrestling which some were but there were others that he never talked about at all but he wanted to share everything with you leading to him standing in front of you with his hand lightly gripping your wrist and placing your hand over each scar as he explained how he got it while you slowly traced it with your finger tips in silence as no words needed to be said at all in the intimate moment. "They're like constellations of the stars...but more beautiful and clear" he felt his heart swell watching you caress his chest before kissing his shoulder pressing your lips against his palm when he holds the side of your face sharing a sweet kiss when he feels a scar behind your ear making him raise a brow before you show him the scar, "I had surgery when I was seventeen, they found an aneurysm in my brain and it burst" he felt his heart sink but flutter at once knowing just how strong and brave you were leading to him returning your actions of caresses along the scar and soft kisses almost turning to putty while holding each other tracing what you both called "Body constellations" always showing the other that no matter what they thought of the scar that it was always beautiful to the other and showed just how strong they really were.
