The two of you lay in bed, your head on Shinsos shoulder. As you trace the scars on his chest, you look at him with concern. He catches your eyes, and responds,

"They're old scars, love, they don't hurt anymore. I'm fine."

He mumbled, rubbing your side. He moves to kiss your cheek, the cold metal of his lip piercings pressing against your skin. He gives you a soft smile.

"You worry too much. I'm not in pain, I promise. Everything's just fine."