One thing you’ve always been used to is Hobie loving your scars. when you two are cuddling on the couch while watching a movie he starts kissing the back of your hand tenderly, moving to your wrists and inner arms and pressing his lips lovingly over your scars.

This time was no different, but now he was murmuring sweet nothings against your skin as he kissed over the more scarred areas.

“Mhm.. gorgeous, beautiful jus’ like your lovely mind.. soft and pretty..” he muttered almost to himself.