As I went to sit on the couch, Flashy followed behind me. I took a seat, and so did he. I noticed him looking down at my legs, as my clothes were still stuck to my skin. "You see something?" I asked jokingly. "Yeah, your curves." He replied. I was kind of shocked that he didn't try to make an excuse like everyone else does. He then placed a hand on my thigh, squeezing it gently as I felt a wave of blush across my face. That was a random move. (Which is what I thought to myself) I looked at his face, then back down at his hand, which was squeezing my thigh. His hand then moved to trace the scars on my legs, which gave me tingles. I started feeling kind of emotional, but I held my tears in. He looked back up to my face and moved his hand that was on my legs to my cheek and cupped it. Feeling his body heat radiating to my skin made goosebumps rise on my body. He then leaned in and gave me a kiss. A tiny peck was all. I smiled. "What was the thigh thing for?" I ask out of curiosity. I still wonder why he traced my scars. "Well," replied. "they looked beautiful." He replied. I felt the tears in my eyes increase. Nobody has ever said those 3 words to me. I tried holding my tears back but failed. They poured out like orange juice from its container. (Melanie Martinez ref//) As the tears poured, Flashy pulled me into his arms? wrapping his arms around my waist. His body heat radiating to mine gave a warm feeling in my chest, one that I could never explain properly. I wrapped mine around his shoulders, silently sobbing into his chest. His fingers ran through my tangled, black hair. He made me feel safe and comforted when nobody else could provide comfort for me. As I pulled away, I could feel my eyes puffing up. His hand reached out and wiped away any tear that clung to my skin. I smiled. "I love you." I whispered, my voice kind of cracked due to the crying. "I love you, too." He replied, pulling his hand away to pick up one of my hands. It was like one of those royal gestures. He then kissed the back of it, the one with the scar on it. I bawled instantly. Nobody has ever done that to me before. I wiped my tears away and looked at him. "You know, your scars remind me of the stars." He whispers, making me smile a bit before his hand moves to my thigh again, tracing the scars in the space between. I felt faint blush across my face. His face was lightly blushing, too. He then pushed me back gently, and my back hit the side of the couch. He then placed my legs on his shoulders. "Am I giving birth or something?" I asked jokingly. Flashy laughed and shook his head before rolling the bottom of my shorts up, giving a perfect view of the inside of my thighs. My shorts were still on, just rolled up. He then leaned in, his lips hovering over the scars, then his kissed it. He kissed the scar on my thigh. I didn't have a lot, only 3-4 at max. The feeling of his lips against my thigh made me tingle as goosebumps formed on my legs. He continued to kiss the scars inside my thigh. I could tell my face was red, and I was also a bit emotional. He pulled me closer to where my legs wrapped around his waist, and he pulled up my shirt to reveal my hips and waist. I saw him taking in all of the sight of my body. He then leaned in and kissed the side of my hip, causing a light moan to escape my lips. Flashy giggled as he continued to kiss the side of my waist. His other hand tracing the curves and dips. My body had goosebumps everywhere. Flashy then leaned forward and laid down, my body right below his. His arms wrapped around me, and his face nuzzled against my neck. My hands reached to his back, tracing light patterns on it as my other hand brushed through his tangled hair, gently getting through knots out. "I love you.." Flashy mumbled, his voice muffled to the fact that his face was buried into my neck. "I love you, too." I replied, kissing the top of his head, inhaling the scent of his hair.