A/N: This was a prompt from imagine your OTP over on tumblr the prompt being. Imagine person a of your OTP kissing person b's scars. It was tagged as self harm scars but I morphed it a little to fit. Much thanks to plagueratechelonkilljoy for convincing me to actually post this.

Scars. John Watson had many and Valentine loved every single one of them. As she kissed up his leg she stopped at the first one. It was a small one really compared to others he had, it was maybe an inch in length and hardly visible now from where he had fallen off his bike as a small child. She placed small delicate kisses along it before continuing up his leg studiously ignoring the slight whimper that came from John as she kissed the small scar on his hip that he had gained during basic training. Upwards she went kissing across his torso to his appendectomy scar.

It was his second biggest scar after the one from the bullet that had gotten him sent home from war. Valentine placed kisses along it gently, John had told her once about the summer he was twelve and had nearly died because his appendix had burst. The scar was in John's mind at least far too long, raised and ugly, he'd tried various lotions and potions over the years but none had worked particularly well and at times he hated that it was still visible. Valentine however loved it just as much as the rest of him. Moving slowly now she kissed every little mark across his belly and chest as she moved towards her final goal knowing how he still felt about that wound.

John had been watching Valentine's movements avidly but as she reached the scar that had got him sent home from Afghanistan and he shuddered involuntarily his head falling back against the pillows eyes screwed shut against the emotions that welled up. Feeling John shudder beside her Valentine laid even closer than she had been an arm draping across John's torso as she began to lavish small kisses to the scar that had been ultimately responsible for him coming into her life.

After all if he hadn't been shot and sent home they would in all likelihood have never met. With that sobering thought in mind Valentine now trailed kisses along his collar, up his neck and along his jaw.

"I love you John" Valentine murmured softly against John's lips before kissing him passionately.