'You're beautiful.'

These words went out of his mouth as he looked at you, placing his hands on your stomach and gently caressing it, your body looked smaller in his hands.

"You're beautiful. Like an angel created to bring me peace. A creature that I want to love and protect. Someone that would make me slay a whole nation for you." He whispered into your ear, keeping your head still.

"Your body is the shell that protect the perfection that is your soul. How dare you say you look imperfect, when you look like this?" He said as he placed his hand on your waist, slowly tracing your body, the soft flesh that retracted slightly when he placed his finger on it.

"Every single part of your body deserves to be appreciated and loved, your flaws aren't your body, your skin, your hair, your flaw is the way you treat yourself to fit into something that doesn't exist in real life." He explained, his tone was soft like velvet but also firm like steel.

"You're art. Like a beautiful sculpture of a divinity. You're as beautiful as the first sparkle of a diamond that just got found." His words dripped from his tongue as honey into your ears, with pure sincerity and love, just for you.

"I love you. And I would hate anyone that hated you. Now...Knowing that, why would you hate yourself?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at you.