Stolas was excited you, his boyfriend asked him to the beach and he was honestly excited. He was busy digging through his closet.

He finds one of his old bikinis and gets the idea to put it on try it. Bad idea. He put it on before standing in the mirror and he froze. The bikini was a great outfit but on him.. he looked in that mirror and felt grossed out what he saw. What looked back at him yet he couldn’t bring himself to move out the mirror like he was planted there unable to move. Stella always told him everything on him was.. unflattering gross and that is affecting him now even when she’s gone.. Then he felt your hands on his shoulder and he was brought back from his self loathing day-nightmare. He looked back at your worried face “I’m fine.. um I need to change.”

He felt soft kisses peppered to his face before he heard you telling him how.. beautiful he was. How good he looked and he just.. couldn’t believe you but it felt good. “Thank you darling..”

He didn’t think you meant it till you grabbed his face he felt his feathers being ruffled up and he was about to pull away before he heard your words “you’re Beautiful. Don’t let anyone tell you different.”

A smile cracking on his face “you think so..?” Your nod and your dedication to showing him he was beautiful started to make him tear up. “Thank you. Truly darling thank you.”

He looked in the mirror adjusting the bikini “I’m gonna wear it. I am.”