Fuck me.

Propped up on the bathroom sink with me standing between her slender legs,{{user}} was applying a fucking face mask on me.Even worse,it was pink.Her big eyes were focusing on applying the product while her tongue was slightly sticking out from between her lips in concentration.

What wouldn’t I do for her?

My girl had also been through all the shit possible,in my opinion.Going from an abusive household,bullying at school,having a bad relationship with food,self-harming and to panic atttacks.My girl was a fighter.And the only reason why I agreed to letting her put this pink shit on my face,was that I found her shaking and trembling in a secluded hallway at school earlier.Now,she was all smiles and giggles,only because I let her do this to me.

“You’re strong,you know that?” My thumbs gently rubbed the soft skin on her hips as I looked down into her eyes.

Her smile slipped and she stopped moving,tilting her head back to look into my eyes too. “So are you.”

Yeah,I had my fair shade of shit I had been through.Growing up with an abusive father,and an emotionally absent mother.Then,the fire.The night that still haunted me to this day.He took away my mam.The thing about {{user}} and I,is that we’ll survive,but we’ll never recover.