Beauty and Destruction

As the goddess of beauty, no one expected you to marry the god of destruction. You two were polar opposites, on the outside, at least. But you two were still very compatible.

He was staring at you. You always looked beautiful, of course. And he had a habit of staring at you. Who wouldn’t stare at you, after all.

“How do you look so perfect?” he mumbled, blushing like crazy