Established Relationship / Scars

Rumi examined as her thumb fell in between each little scar right below Tomuras eye. She paid attention to the rough feeling against her finger pad. Each scar circled around his eye in jagged directions. Some were deep and seemed years old, while others looked so new and fresh.

Tomura was recognized by his scars, his scars were even talked about in the media. 'Is it his quirk?' Some news articles ask. It made Rumi fascinated. Why are they here, when did they appear?

She slowly grazed her hand down Tomuras cheek to lightly press his lips with her thumb. She could basically feel those scratchy lips against her own. It felt like kissing the bare desert sand, yet it always made her feel as hot as that blistering desert sun would. She kept each kiss ingrained in her memory like a keepsake.

"Why do you scratch at yourself like this?" Rumi asked, breaking the comfortable silence. Tomura slowly opened his eyes at her and sighed.

"Why? Are they unattractive?" Tomura squinted with his eyebrows furrowed. He seemed slightly annoyed at Rumi's question.

"No." She rolled her eyes. "I think your scars are beautiful." She cups both of Tomuras cheeks and slowly brings him forward. Her lips placed a soft kiss against his forehead, then on his eye scars, then a slightly longer kiss on his lips. "I'm just curious."

'Was this the last?' She asked herself. Rumi lived everyday like it was her last. She lived with no regrets because she did everything she could before her individual end eventually arrived. Yet every kiss she shares with those painfully dry lips, was something she wished would never end. She didn't want it to be the last. She wasn't content to die without a million of those horribly perfect kisses.

"I can't help it. Most of the time I don't even notice. It's just the result of trauma." Tomura admits, his hand beginning to scratch at his neck once again. Rumi watches for a second, paying attention to how Tomuras damaged nails fell between the thin scars.

She didn't ask any further questions, she didn't pry. Which was unusual of her. For now, she just slowly traced each jagged deep scar Tomura had wishing she could do this forever.

Yes this is very self indulgent.