Send me “&” for my muse’s reaction to yours tracing one of their scars | Blaise & Celia
He winced as the other’s fingers trailed over the scars on his chest. They were all over his body, proof that he had to suffer through several full moons, some scars newer than the others. She mumbled a faint ”Sorry” before her fingers tentatively continued to draw patterns, as though memorizing every scar -- now that he had finally told her what he was, and showed her how it had changed him.
There was unspoken understanding in her eyes as her gaze finally came up to meet his, she didn't ask questions or show her concerns in anyway, instead simply leaned into kiss him.
His lips met hers with an urgency but pulled back just as quickly, confusion evident in his eyes.
“Why would you want to be with a monster?” the words fell through his lips before he could stop himself.
“Because I don’t see one.”