Hi there !
This two-shot is a bet asked by AssassinMasterEzio91.
Finally, english isn't my first language, I am french, so if you see any mistake or weird sentences, please, feel free to tell me about it so that I can learn and improve.
Summary : It was through his eyes that she thought she was beautiful.
Disclamer : Life is Strange is not my property and thank God, it isn't, you would hate the way I'd change it!
Love
That was it, the big night. In her pyjamas, Max was anxiously waiting, sitting on her bed, playing with the alliance on her finger. Kate would be proud of them if she knew, they had waited until their marriage. Mas had been a Graham for several hours and it was time.
Time to become a woman.
Warren arrived and sat by her side. He looked at her and took her hand.
" We don't have to do this. If you are not ready, I can wait." He said sweetly
" What if I'm never ready?" She replied, nervous
" And so my watch begins!" He joked
It brought a small chuckle on her face, but it didn't destroy her fear. She wasn't afraid of the pain. No, she knew, thanks to Dana, that it was soon replaced with pleasure. She had asked her, preparing for that moment, and the new mother had been more than happy to help out. No, what Max was afraid of was her body image.
What if Warren found her ugly?
She knew she had his love, and he always said she looked beautiful, but he only saw her face, her hands... He didn't know what her clothes were hiding. She was skinny but not the beautiful way Dana was. Dana was thin but still had curves, she had an ass, she had breasts. Max was flat. Her breasts were nothing but a small peak to her and her butt, well it was as if she didn't have one. She had a mole near her belly button and it was dark brown. It had been proved that it didn't have any bad things, it was just here to decorate her, but she disliked its colour, on her pale skin, it looked like dirt. Despite suffering from no weight problems, she had some stretch marks near her armpits and her tights, because she had grown a lot in a short period of time. Now, they were faded but she knew they were here and it made her feel ugly.
" I want to, really... But..."
" Max." Warren started. "Me too."
She looked at him.
" I have a scar on my knee, it healed but it's still there. I have strech marks on my back because I grew a lot in six months. The list goes on."
She was amazed he had managed to read her mind, as if she was some open book. But Warren always managed to do that. She had a small smile. He gently stroke her cheek and kissed her softly. She let him explore the unknown land beneath her clothes. There were no guards to throw him away.
And when she woke up the next morning, safely cuddled in his arms, she felt as if she was the most beautiful woman in the universe.
The End