Featuring Cench only

Trigger warning: insecurities

Y/N cleared her throat as she entered her boyfriend's apartment. It was clear that she was uncomfortable as she held onto her overnight bag.

"You alright?" Cench asked lightly taking her bag away.

Y/N smiled trying to ease her own discomfort, "Yeah babe."

His dogs greeted her in the living room. She bent down petting their heads and rubbing their bellies.

Oakley embraced her pulling her close, "I'm glad you could stay with me tonight."

Y/N's arms wrapped around his tattooed torso enjoying his warmth, "For sure."

He kissed her cheek and led her to the orange couch. His apartment was filled with color. On the outside, he seemed more like a black and white guy but she got to see a more colorful side of him. She sighed sitting down, "What's first?"

Oakley chuckled pulling out a bottle of alcohol, "Shots?"

Y/N smiled as he uncapped the bottle. She tilted her head back as he poured the liquid down her throat. A drop made its way down her lips. His thumb lightly traced her lips as she swallowed the alcohol.

He smiled at her noticing the scar right between her eyebrow before he took a swig from the bottle. Our 25th Birthday was playing through his speakers. The soft tunes of the piano with his overlapping rap was her favorite part of the song.

"You wanna watch a movie?" He asked pushing the tray of snacks her way.

Y/N's heart fluttered, "You sure you wanna chill tonight?"

He nodded, "I just came back from tour, I just wanna chill with my girl."

"Okay." She wasn't about to argue with him about that.

An hour later, his head was in her lap with his curls spilling over her legs. Y/N scratched at his scalp. His light snores caught her attention. Y/N paused the movie slowly moving him over.

She entered his bathroom and closed the door. Looking at herself in the mirror she looked tired. Her eyes were a bit red from the alcohol. She opened her bag and took out some wipes for her face. 

Y/N winced seeing her scar from her childhood. It was lighter than her skin tone moving from her eyebrow down her eyelid to the center of her cheek. It almost looked like a lightning strike.

Turning on the shower water she undressed and let the hot water ease down her skin. She jumped when Oakley opened the door, "You okay?"

"Yeah. I didn't want to wake you." Y/N shouted over the running water.

She heard the door close and peeked out from the shower door. He had never seen her scar except for the spoke on her eyebrow. Y/N draped a towel over her body and dried off.

Once she was dressed she found Oakley in his room. She shivered a bit sensing the cold air, "Boy it's like 60 degrees in here."

"I like it cold darlin'."

Y/N moved under the covers snuggling against his body. She kissed his lips easing back. Oakley looked at her, "Why you've never showed me your scar?"

Y/N wanted to look away but faced him, "It's ugly sometimes."

He shook his head tracing it, "It's not. How'd you get it?"

"I used to be a bit off the walls when I was a teen. I was in a fight and the girl had a razor blade. Scratched me up real good."

Oakley winced, "Damn. It looks good on you though."

Y/N blushed, "You're too kind."

He leaned in kissing her lips. She felt him place his weight on her as he kissed her sweetly. She blushed when he kissed her scar from top to bottom. "Don't ever hide yourself from me again."

"I won't."

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for all the girls with scars