A/N:
..... Okay so I know you guys may think this is some marking kink but sadly.. It's not exactly about that. Everyone should be able to feel comfortable in their skin regardless of what race or nationality you are, or how much you weigh. This is for the ones who may share something common with me: stretch marks. I'm small and short, but I have them on the back of my thighs, and on the sides of my butt and it made me lose confidence in myself a little but one day somebody might love them right? So this has a bit of a sentimental touch to it.. Yeah I'm in my feelings 😪 Soo enjoy !wolf!Suho and his loving, rich ass. (lol)
Don't forget to love yourself. ❤
.......
You felt them against your fingers as you ran them over the marks on the skin of your thighs and stomach. It was just 9 months of carrying your twin wolf pups, and you were told these marks were common after pregnancy. But they were just so foreign to your body, it made you feel... Just wrong. You sigh at your reflection.
"What if he loses interest because of them?" You question yourself quietly, already envisioning a scenario in your mind.
"I... I didn't expect you to have these after pregnancy," He murmurs quietly, never taking his eyes off the red marks. You frown, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze.
"Well I mean my body had to make room for two babies Junmyeon. Not to mention pregnant women do gain weight," You argue lightly.
"They're disg-"
Your tears already fell onto your cheeks. It would be really out Junmyeon's character to say something like that to you. He loves you and cares about you so much. If he didn't, he wouldn't have married you or did everything in his power to keep you protected.
But the scenario kept playing in your mind, making you cry harder. You were hyperventilating, your face and chest totally flushed. You were a sobbing mess. Your body curled up into a ball on your bed, as you cried.
You didn't even here the front door open. Nor Junmyeon call your name. Nor your bedroom door opening. Nor his frantic footsteps towards you. All you felt was arms, strong and warm arms around your body.
"Jagi, what's wrong love?" He asks softly, and you shake your head. Maybe if you don't tell him you can prevent him from knowing, and just hide it.
"Jagi. Come on now, please tell me. I hate it when you're upset," He kisses your tear stained cheeks, your red nose, and your pouty lips. You sighed on the inside. You knew he would never give up. He loved you too much.
"I... I have.. Stretch marks," You stutter out quietly. His eyebrows furrowed, making you worry that he was going to say something hurtful.
"Stretch marks?" He asks. You nod a little and his reaction caught you off guard.
He chuckled lightly and shook his head, "You're crying over stretch marks Jagi?"
You pout a little and sit up.
"Junmyeo-"
"Jagi, they're beautiful. You know why? Because you're beautiful. They won't change the way I feel about you at all. I love you Jagi," He interrupts you, making your cheeks flush. You smiled sheepishly before pecking his lips shyly.
"I love you Junmyeon," You spoke softly. Just hearing you say that made his heart skip a beat.
"May I see them Jagi?" He asks. You nod, and he pushes your shirt up to reveal your stomach. He frowned because he hated that the pregnancy caused you great pain, but he then smiled, because he had two beautiful twins, and a beautiful wife. He smiled up at you, before moving to kiss every mark. You gasp at his sudden touch, but let him continue. It made you feel a lot better.
