*Your POV*
"Show me" he said.
"Why?" I asked.
I told him about my scar I have on my upper thigh, not self harm. Just a stupid accident that happened ages ago.
"You know I'll still love you" he laid his head on stomach.
"Yeah buts it's embarrassing, it's just a nasty scar" I explained now caressing my scar. He held on to my hand where I was caressing it. "Is it here?" He asked as he touched it.
I nodded and stared at his hand for a while. He slowly lifted up my skirt to see the scar, but he looked at me the whole time to see how I reacted but to be honest I didn't care anymore. So I just let him.
As he lifted up my skirt to reveal half my panties but his eyes were set to the scar. "It's faded a bit though" he smiled. I hummed yes. His head was too close to my woman hood I was just getting more and more frustrated.
He rested his head on my thigh as if it had a heart beat. I grinned at his cuteness. "Even if you feel insecure about the scar, I'm the only person that's gonna see it all the time" he says giving butterfly kisses all over my thigh then to the scar. I couldn't help but smile at him, the way treats me always made me feel special, not once as he made me feel unloved.
I curled his hair with my finger for a while, "Y/N?" He asked/whispered on my skin.
"Yeah kookie" I whispered.
"I love you, okay?" he looks up at me.
I nodded. "I love you more though" I looked down.
"Impossible" he reached up to kiss my lips soothingly and continued resting on my thigh.
"I love this scar too" he poked my thigh. I giggled. "It loves you too" I squeezed his cheek.
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Short one for jk! ❤️
- Sam xox
