Chester Bennington and Mike Shinoda preferences, imagines,oneshots and GIFS

You're gorgeous, scars and all [Mike]

⚠Warning⚠
Smut and self harm so read at your own risk and I'm not a very good smut writer so please bare with me😅

Mike's POV:

Scars decorated her thighs like tiger stripes, painting a heartbreaking path up her thighs and stomach. My fingers trailed over her naked legs, slowly brushing over the pale examples of years of loneliness slashing over her skin.

Y/N cupped my face and I let my eyes meet hers. Her face was clearly marked in shame and I could feel my heart fracturing. Even the thought of her going through all that time of anguish and hopelessness made my chest tight with grief. "I'm sorry" Y/N's voice was tight and small and she closed her legs ever so slightly. "I know seeing it isn't the same as knowing"

I stroked my thumbs over her hipbones, turning my head to kiss her palm. "Don't be sorry, my love. You're gorgeous scars and all. There's nothing I could find out about you that could make me love you any less. I'm just so grateful that you trust me enough to let me see you like this"

Her hands began to tremble against my cheeks, sliding up to grip my hair. I looked up at her and cursed myself when I saw she had tears balancing on her lashes. "Baby," I cooed, pressing kisses to her face. "What's wrong? I didn't mean to make you cry"

She shook her head. "I'm just-" she broke off to catch her breath, pulling my black hair lightly. "I'm so fucking glad you aren't, I don't know, repulsed or something"

"Of you? Never" I assured, I captured her lips with my own in a sweet kiss. It deepened and Y/N arched into me, our bare chests pressed against together, her hips moving to roll against mine.

I reached between us and rolled the waistband of her underwear between my fingers. "This okay?" I mumbled searching in her eyes. She nodded and I slid it off slowly.

We then made love, wasn't perfect love but I was glad to be having my girl with me.