Disclaimer: I do not own Finding Nemo. Or fish. At least not anymore. They died. Now on with the story.
AN: This was written for the fanfic100 challenge on Livejournal. I should also note that all of these fics take place after the movie, and Nemo is now an adult.
019- White
Nemo loved Gill's scars. Sometimes he felt guilty as he ran his mouth over the deep, jagged, white lines and torn fin. How could he love something that brought Gill such pain and embarrassment?
Nemo would tell Gill time and time again, when the Moorish idol had his rare bouts of insecurity, that his scars were beautiful; marks of bravery. Gill would chuckle and mutter something about air-headed clownfish before bumping noses with Nemo tenderly, his eyes conveying a silent thank you.
But despite Gill's insecurities, Nemo would trace his tongue along Gill's mutilated body, pausing to nip and nuzzle at sensitive areas as Gill trembled violently beside him.