> It had been a quiet day, the dull noise from the cheesey horror movie playing in the living room. You’d invited Azaric over to hang out, your previous night having been pretty bad honestly.  > While you wait on the popcorn rotating in the microwave, you catch a reflection of yourself out of the corner of your eye. You look over, brow furrowing a little as you bring slim fingers up to touch the heavy scarring around the side of your mouth. The part that was missing.  > You’re so lost in thought and the past, that you dont hear the red blooded troll pad out of the living room, catching you just staring hauntedly into the window reflection.  >Warm arms startle you out of your trance, purple eyes widening and your heart jumping as you look to the taller troll who has snared you in his arms.  Oh...uh....hey...th-orry. I th-paced out.... > He offers you a warm smile, bringing his own hand up to cup your jaw in his hands. Out of reflex your grab his wrist, keeping him from touching the scars. He leans forward rubbing his nose against yours and catching you completely off guard.  A...Az?  > Something settles your nerves in his eyes and slowly you return the smile, resting your forehead against his and letting him hold your face gently.  Thank-th....