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A Short Cute Headcanon: Kissing Yuji’s Scars 🥹❤️

Thank you so much, @elrondswifeyyyy for this adorable idea! 🥹❤️ I just had to include it in my Short Cute Fanfiction series because it was way too sweet to pass up. Thank you all so much for reading, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! ☺️❤️

Please note: The art is not mine. If anyone knows the original artist, please let me know so I can properly give them credit. 💕

It starts on one of those quiet evenings where neither of you feels like talking very much. The apartment is peaceful, rain softly tapping against the windows while the two of you lie together on the couch beneath a warm blanket. The television is still on in the background, but neither of you is paying attention anymore.

You’re simply enjoying each other’s company. Yuji is lying on his back this time, one arm lazily wrapped around your waist while your head rests comfortably on his broad chest. You can hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your ear.

His body has changed so much over the years. Adult Yuji has grown into such a handsome man. His shoulders are broad, his arms thick with years of training and every time he wraps them around you, you feel completely safe. His muscles are firm beneath your fingertips from years of training, his shoulders strong enough to make you feel completely safe every time he hugs you.

As your hand slowly wanders across his chest, your fingers brush over the faint white scars scattered across his body.

One across his shoulder and another over his ribs.

A few smaller ones along his side.

Thin white scars run across his chest, over his shoulders, down his arms little reminders of battles he survived. Sometimes, when he catches himself looking in the mirror after a shower, his eyes linger on them a little longer than usual.

He never complains.

Never talks about them.

But you notice everything.

Tonight, as your fingers absentmindedly trace small circles over his chest, they brush across one of those scars.

Yuji’s body stiffens almost imperceptibly and you feel it immediately.

“Sorry,” you whisper softly.

He smiles, but it’s smaller than usual.

“They’re kinda ugly, huh?” The words are so quiet that they almost disappear into the silence. Your heart aches hearing him say that and you slowly lift your head until you’re looking at him.

“Ugly?”

He shrugs, avoiding your eyes.

“I mean…” He laughs awkwardly.

“They’re everywhere.” His fingers scratch the back of his neck.

“I guess I kind of ruined the view.”

You stare at him for a second.

Then without saying a single word, you gently take his hand away from his neck. Your fingertips slowly trace one of the scars crossing his shoulder. Not because you’re examining it. But because you’re treating it with the same tenderness you would treat him.

Yuji watches you quietly.

“What are you doing?”

You don’t answer. Instead you lean down and press the softest kiss against the scar on his shoulder.

Just one. A slow, gentle kiss.

Yuji freezes and his eyes grow slightly wider.

You move to another scar along his collarbone.

Another tiny kiss.

Then one on his chest and another along his upper arm. Each kiss from you was slow. Like you’re thanking every scar for bringing him safely home.

“Sorry,” he suddenly murmurs.

You lift your head.

“For what?”

He gives a small, awkward smile. His eyes drift away from yours.

“What?”

He laughs quietly, scratching the back of his neck. He looks down at his chest for a second.

“My body…”

Then his hand slowly rises toward his face. His fingertips gently brush over the scar running across the side of his lip. Before moving higher touching the scar stretching across his forehead. His smile disappears.

“These are probably the ones I hate the most.” His voice is much quieter now.

“I see them every time I look in the mirror.”

“They’re the first thing people notice.”

You feel your heart ache. Because suddenly everything makes sense. All those tiny moments when he’d look away from mirrors a little too quickly. The way he’d sometimes avoid taking pictures if the light hit his scars too clearly.

He never said anything.

But now you know. Without saying a word, you carefully sit up until you’re facing him completely.

Yuji looks at you with confused eyes.

“Are you okay, babe?”

You smile softly. Your hand slowly reaches up not to hide the scar on his forehead. Not to cover the scar beside his mouth.

But to gently trace them with your fingertips. Like they’re something precious. Something worth admiring.

Yuji’s breath catches.

“Baby?”

You don’t answer.

Instead you lean forward. The very first kiss isn’t on his lips. It’s on the scar across his forehead.

A slow gentle and lingering kiss.

Yuji freezes completely.

His eyes widen.

“W-What…?”

You smile against his skin before pulling away just enough to look at him. Then your thumb softly brushes the scar beside his mouth.

You can feel him becoming shy already. You lean in again and press another tiny kiss.Right over the scar beside his lip.

“Mwah.”

Yuji’s cheeks immediately turn bright red.

“Why… why are you kissing my scars?”

Your smile becomes even softer.

“Because they’re part of the man I love.”

He simply stares at you. You gently cup his face with both hands.

“I don’t look at these scars and think they’re ugly.”

“I look at them and I think they’re uniquely yours.”

“They make me recognize you in every room.”

“They remind me that you’re here.”

“That you survived.”

Your thumb strokes gently over the scar beside his lip again.

“And I think they’re beautiful because they’re yours.”

Yuji’s lips part slightly. No words come out.

So you keep going.

You lean down and begin kissing every scar you can find. One across his shoulder.

A gentle kiss and one over his collarbone. The long scar across his ribs.

“Mwah.”

One along his side. Another on his arm. Each kiss is slow. Filled with so much love that Yuji feels his chest becoming tighter and tighter.

“…Baby…”

His voice is shaking now. You continue until you’ve kissed every scar you can see. Then you look back up at him.

“There.”

You smile proudly.

“I didn’t miss a single one.”

Yuji lets out the tiniest laugh through his embarrassment.

“…That’s…”

“…a lot of kisses.”

“I know.”

“But I still think I missed some more extra kisses.”

Before he can answer, you lean in once more and pepper his forehead with a whole trail of tiny kisses.

“Mwah.”

Then his cheek and the scar beside his mouth.

“Mwah.”

You giggle quietly between each little kiss as Yuji’s entire face turns a deeper and deeper shade of pink.

“S-Stop…” he laughs, hiding part of his face in his hand.

“You’re embarrassing me.”

“You deserve to be embarrassed,” you tease with a smile. “You’re too handsome.”

“Handsome?” he repeats in disbelief.

“The most handsome.”

“The scars too?”

You look at him like it’s the easiest question in the world.

“Especially those.”

For a moment Yuji can’t say anything. Then, all at once, he wraps both strong arms around you and pulls you tightly against his chest until you burst into laughter.

“Yuji!”

“I love you,” he whispers into your hair, holding you like you’re the safest place he’s ever known. “Thank you…”

You smile, hugging him back just as tightly.

“I’ll keep kissing them for the rest of our lives.”

Yuji laughs softly, resting his forehead against yours.

“Then maybe…”

He smiles that bright, gentle smile you fell in love with years ago.

“Maybe I’ll stop seeing flaws every time I look in the mirror.”

You gently kiss the little scar beside his lip one last time.

“No.” You smile.

“You’ll see what I see. These scars don’t make you less beautiful. They make you the most beautiful man in the world.”

You smile softly, brushing a strand of pink hair away from his forehead and your other thumb gently strokes his cheek.

Yuji just looks at you. His eyes become glossy. Just enough that you know your words reached somewhere deep inside him.

He smiles that bright, boyish smile you fell in love with all those years ago.

“I think they’re my favorite part of me now.”

Without warning, he suddenly wraps both strong arms around you, pulling you tightly against his chest until you squeak. Yuji laughs softly, pressing one lingering kiss to the top of your head.

“I love you,” he mumbles into your hair, squeezing you just a little tighter. “Thank you…I love you too” You giggle, hugging him back just as tightly.

“I’ll kiss them every day if I have to.”

I was wondering If you could write a yuji x reader fic where they are cuddling and the reader start kissing/caressing his scars? Maybe he was insecure about them so it turns out fluffy?

Have a nice day/night!!!

This is such an adorable idea! I already wrote the fic, and I’ll be posting it tonight. I’m so sorry it took me so long, but it’s finally here! ❤️

I can’t really imagine Yuji being insecure about his scars alone, so I approached it a little differently. I wrote him as someone who has those quiet doubts that linger in the back of his mind, wondering if he’s enough or if the things he’s been through make him harder to love. I wanted the reader’s gentle kisses and caresses over his scars to show him that none of those worries matter, that every part of him is cherished, and that he never has to carry those fears alone.

I really hope you enjoy the way I interpreted your request. Thank you so much for such a sweet idea! ❤️

I will credit you ☺️🤟

Here you got it!!!

You just know bros tired of them Okkotsu bitches thirsting on main.

Anyway I’ve got work today and tomorrow so this won’t get finished that soon.