Requested by ErylynJoiceJacob - hello author-chan i dunno where to request or if its still available but just wanna request of more toneri or shino one-shot I actually don't have anything in mind but I'd like to read more of them ty ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎ anyways you can ignore this if your busy or smthin also luv your book keep it up ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

     Forgive me if the title is hella long, don't worry I added the meaning in the one-shot. Also, I didn't proofread this so if there are any typos then I'm sorry for that.

     After literally crashing in through the front door of your apartment, Shino looked up to see you with dilated eyes and labored breathing. Poor thing's heart probably lurched forward nearly bursting out of your chest. The Aburame wore a thin smile as he was glad to finally see you again after a long day of work. Noticing how drenched your beloved was you swiftly took off his green coat and shinobi headband. He shut the door behind him due to the smell of your cooking being spoiled because of the scent of rain and wet soil, he read somewhere that there was a word for the smell of rain. Oh yes, it was petrichor.

     " I'll set up a bath for you, alright?" the sound of your voice drove him back to reality. The glassy eyes and the sort of hoarse voice suggested you had been crying. He knew how harsh people can be towards you and your 'imperfections'. 

     Floccinaucinihilipilification, the action or habit of estimating something as worthless and probably a hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobe's worst nightmare.

      In the eyes of many, you were a flawed human being. Some would say a glutton, perhaps it was because of the reason you looked like an Akimichi imposter. Thankfully Choji treated you as if you were siblings along with Shikamaru. You and Choji would be the reason Asuma would walk around with an empty wallet, but he didn't mind. He never did.

     Meanwhile, in the eyes of a certain shinobi Shino. You were akin to a-

     "(Y/n?" you whipped his head to see the direction where the sound came from. Turns out it was Shino. Donning a towel around his waist as he stood in front of the bathroom, emitting a sweet scent of jasmine. 

     "Shino! Sorry... Didn't mean to go blank there."

     "It's fine," Shino took off his goggles and rest them on the sink, he glanced back at you and asked, "Are you going to take off your robe?"

     Your checks turned into a light pastel pink that spread even to your ears, which he found quite adorable. "Yes... Can, can you turn around for a bit?"

     Shino's eyebrows lifted slightly in surprise. In a voice filled with curiosity, he asked, "Are you afraid I'll see you naked?"

     "Yes, I feel like I'm on display..." you murmured still clinging tightly onto your robe similar to a child frightened into silence during a thunderstorm, hiding under the covers. "...Can you turn around, Shino?"

     He took a step towards you, his arms stretched out and slowly enveloping you in his warmth and scent. He reached close to your ear - now you're able to hear him, breathing in and out -  he whispered. "Can you tell me what's wrong?"

     You took a deep breath, exhaling through your mouth, he saw how your lip trembled. "Shino, do you remember about our conversation from last night? About my marks?"

     "Yes, I remember." he pulled his face away from your ear and looked at you with affection. "I've seen them. Never thought anything about it."

     "Then you should know how bad I looked since you've seen them." 

     Shino took in a sharp breath. He never realized you felt like that. To have many people think you're nothing but a disgusting flaw of a human being. To have many believe that you're just an insignificant being. And that all of his attempts to prove you wrong, had done nothing to improve how lovely his partner in life was. 

     "Bad? (Y/n), you are an angel. Every little scar and mark you own proves that you aren't perfect. Do you wanna know something? No one is." the rope that held the robe from the front as a gasp escaped those sweet lips he would always loved dearly to kiss and to hear your sweet voice. Whether it was hoarse, dry, nasally. He adored it. 

     His hands wandered around her hip, his fingers tracing every inch of stretch marks she had as she shivered slightly under his touch. "Is this what you were afraid I might see?"

     You nodded, your own mind not able to comprehend how your lover had accepted your marks with no problem. "Yes, are you sure they don't look awful?"

     "Every part of you is the opposite of awful, it's the definition of beautiful and every part of you is.  So let me love you, please?"

     "I'm pretty sure you've done that for a long time, Shino."

     "All of you. Even the parts of you that you don't like."

     "Are you still sure-"

     "Yes. I'm sure."

     "Alright. I believe you."

     "Thank you, (Y/n)."

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