You were standing in front of the mirror when Enjin wandered into the room, towel slung around his shoulders. At first he wasn’t really paying attention. Just talking about something stupid that happened during a mission.
Then his voice stopped. So did your heart. You weren’t at the point in your relationship to see each other naked. So… you immediately crossed your arms over your stomach.
That only made him look harder. Your face heated. The pale stretch marks along your hips and stomach suddenly felt ten times more obvious under his stare.
For a second Enjin said nothing and that made it worse.
You were already preparing yourself for awkward reassurance when he suddenly barked out a laugh.
“Damn,” he whistled. “Didn’t know I was dating a fuckin’ tiger.”
He pointed dramatically at your side. “Look at these battle scars.”
“Those are stretchmarks.”
“Exactly.” he stepped closer, squinting at them like he was examining something fascinating. Then, because he was Enjin, he growled, “Rawr.”
You stared. He shrugged smiling. The silence lasted all of three seconds before you smacked his shoulder.
“Yea, but I’m your idiot.”
Before you could roll your eyes again Enjin dropped to one knee.
He ignored you completely. Instead he pressed a gentle kiss against one of the marks on your hip. Then another and another and another. He couldn’t understand why you were trying to hide something he thought was beautiful. You felt your throat tighten.
“They’re ugly,” you whispered.
His head snapped up immediately. “Who told you that?”
“Bullshit.” Enjin sighed and rested his forehead against your side. “Baby, I spend every day surrounded by garbage.”
That got your attention. He tapped one of the stretch marks and then needed to kiss it again.
“This ain’t garbage.” another kiss. “This either.” he wrapped his arms around your waist then and squeezed. “These are just parts of you.”
“So naturally I love those too.”
You felt your eyes sting a little and your bottom lip wobbled.
“I was making tiger jokes five minutes ago.” that had you giggling and your man smiled all big. “There she is.”
And, because he was physically incapable of ending a sweet moment normally, he buried his face against your stomach and growled again. “Raaawr.”
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