"does it still hurt?" you ask, running your hands through lottie's hair as she lies down in your lap. her eyes flutter open for a moment to look at you, humming as she sinks her head further into your touch.

"kind of," she mumbles, the way her voice sounds so small and light making your heart skip a beat. she grabs your hand resting on her stomach and brings it up to her mouth and kisses it. "but your head rubs are making it feel so much better."

you chuckle, scratching her scalp her harder which makes her purr and goosebumps rise on her skin. she holds your hand as she scoots her body up, wrapping her legs around your thighs as she settles on your lap.

you can't help it when your eyes fly to her scar before her eyes, feeling yourself blush as you keep glancing at it. she doesn't notice or just doesn't mention it, but she giggles at your stare. you grab her face and plant your lips near the scar, not wanting to irritate the fresh wound.

"well, i think you look cute with it. i like it a lot-tie." you say, trying not to break out in laughter. "get it? a lot-tie"

"i hate you." she playfully hits you, biting her lip and bringing you in for a kiss.