His breath was short, was he sure this was a good idea? The more his fingers inched the balaclava up, the more he trembled. He knew this was something he wanted, but he just couldn’t get over the thought that maybe you thought he was ugly underneath the mask.

But with your warm smile, bright eyes looking up at him, your hands rubbing smooth circles over his biceps… he knew he’d made the right choice when showing you his face for the first time.

Slowly, he pulled the mask off…