Pairing: GiroDoro

Title: You're Beautiful

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 1539

Summary: Giroro wants to put an end to Dororo's insecurities.

It was still pitch dark outside when Giroro woke up. He wasn't sure why he had awoken at such an hour until he noticed a dull glow from behind him. This led to him discovering that Dororo was no longer lying next to him. Turning silently, he spotted Dororo huddled up in the corner by Giroro's oil lamp. He was shaking ever so slightly, a sign that he was quietly crying. He was holding something in his quivering hands. Giroro crawled out of his sleeping bag towards the blue frog, and sat by him, becoming confused at the lack of reaction to his presence. Peering over his shoulder, he noticed that he was staring into a small mirror, one that Giroro used for shaving sometimes. He looked mortified, tears falling from his half-closed eyes, landing on the mirror with barely audible plips. Giroro frowned in concern, and gently wrapped his arm around the assassin, pulling him close.

"Dororo… What's wrong?" Giroro asked quietly, stroking Dororo's shoulder with his thumb. The blue Keronian was cold to the touch. He didn't reply and instead looked to the side.

"Why are you crying? Dororo?" Giroro tried, gently resting a hand upon the ninja's shoulder and pulling him gently around to face him. Dororo sniffed and raised his eyes towards his red companion, not wanting to reveal his flushed face and damp mask. Giroro lifted his head up to face him properly, Dororo whimpering in mild protest.

"Talk to me" Giroro pressed as gently as he could. Dororo averted his eyes and sighed.

"I hate it…" He mumbled quietly, piquing Giroro's interest. He stroked the younger Keronian's shoulder. He said nothing and watched his companion closely.

"I hate… everything about myself…" Dororo added in a whisper. Giroro's eyes widened slightly, shocked at what Dororo had just said to him.

"What?" Was all he could ask.

"I'm just a depressing, invisible man… I look less than average; I have no interesting traits to speak of… I'm just a waste of space", He elaborated, his voice cracking with emotion. "Quite frankly… I don't understand what you see in me at all…"

Giroro didn't know it was possible to feel hate towards a mental state until now. He loathed the depression Dororo had, how it got into his head and was seemingly impossible to get out, how it made him see and think all these horrible things that just weren't true. Giroro felt an overwhelming need to protect Dororo from his own mind. It was frustrating not knowing how to go about it. He just wanted him to feel happy… to feel good about himself.

"Would you like a list?" He found himself saying.

Dororo looked up from the floor in confusion, tears still staining his cheeks.

"I don't understand…"

Giroro pulled him close and leaned in, lovingly kissing the tears from the blue Keronian's face. Dororo squeaked but didn't protest, relaxing slightly in the red warrior's embrace. Giroro's arm slowly slid down and around Dororo's waist, pulling him closer, making him face him completely. He gave the assassin a few more affectionate kisses before laying his forehead against his.

"Would you like me to list everything that makes you beautiful?" Giroro asked again, lightly rubbing Dororo's back, soothing him in the process. Dororo scoffed immaturely, his cheeks turning a pale pink, causing a low rumbling laugh from the red frog.

"I'll take that as a yes…" Giroro murmured, smiling slightly as a small chuckle escaped the blue frog's lips. Dororo lifted his head a little more with a curious expression on his face.

"Well…" Giroro began "first of all, you're the most sincerely emotional person I have ever met…" as he said this, he brushed Dororo's cheek lightly with his fingers, an adorable and innocent blush appeared on the sky blue skin. Dororo hummed happily at the feeling, leaning into Giroro's hand.

"You're so wise… totally different from me" Giroro chuckled, tipping Dororo's head back upright and kissing his forehead. He noticed that the younger frog was looking less tearful by now.

"You're strong…" Giroro whispered, placing a hand on Dororo's shoulder, before gradually sliding it down to his hand, and holding it gently. Dororo's smile was becoming more obvious, though it also brought attention to his tear stained mask. Giroro reached out and untied it, taking it off of him and tucking it under the oil lamp.

"You're valiant… loyal… brave…" Giroro stopped as he felt Dororo squeeze his hand. The assassin head bumped him playfully.

"You're making this up" he said.

"Hush, I'm not finished" Giroro chided gently, Dororo nodding and buttoning his lips. Giroro smiled warmly at him before continuing.

"You're gentle, caring and considerate…" Dororo resisted the urge to tell him to stop it out of embarrassment, but he loved hearing Giroro say such nice things about him. It made his heart swell, and made him forget his troubles. He took both of Giroro's hands in his own and squeezed them tight, leaning into the belligerent's chest.

"You know me almost as well as I know myself…" Giroro pulled on Dororo's hands, bringing him closer so that he could wrap his arms around him, and lift him onto his lap.

"You're loving and affectionate…" Giroro kissed Dororo's neck a few times before sucking on it, causing Dororo to moan blissfully.

"Giroro-kun…"

"Your voice is calm, and level, your laugh is rhythmic…" Giroro continued, running his hands down Dororo's sides. Dororo squeaked quietly at the feeling, but didn't complain. He was too busy taking in the soldiers almost poetic compliments, and blushing like a school girl.

"…It's like music to me…" Giroro added in a quiet mumble before gently pressing his lips to Dororo's, nibbling on his lower lip slightly in a bid for access. Unable to deny him, Dororo timidly parted his lips and met Giroro's tongue with his own. He moaned quietly as he felt Giroro stroking at his hips and thighs, exciting him. Giroro gently pushed Dororo to the floor, pulling away and peppering his neck and shoulders with chaste kisses.

"Your skin is soft, and a beautiful shade of blue…" Giroro breathed, running his hands down the length of Dororo's body, causing the assassin to squirm in anticipation.

"You're so forgiving and accepting…", Giroro trailed a finger down to Dororo's cloacae, slowly circling it "…It's probably how you can put up with someone like me" He grinned, Dororo failing to correct him through his moans of pleasure.

The younger frog gasped as Giroro gently coaxed his gradually hardening arousal from him. The red soldier began stroking him, inserting a couple of fingers into Dororo's entrance while he was distracted.

"Aghn… Giroro-kun…"

"Your movements are so elegant…"

Dororo slowly parted his legs as Giroro finished preparing him. The older frog slowly guided his own arousal to Dororo's entrance, before carefully pushing in. Dororo squeaked and grabbed hold of the sleeping bag beneath him, parting his legs slightly more, to give Giroro better access. The red frog grunted, his own blush intensifying as he pushed further in, revelling in the constriction and heat.

"You have such a-an innocent and adorable s-sense of humour…" Giroro continued, as he slowly and gently pushed in and out. Dororo reached up and clung to Giroro's back, beginning to meet Giroro's slow, almost relaxing thrusts.

"Ahh… Gi-Giroro…"

Giroro leaned lower as they moved together, leaning his forehead on Dororo's their eyes locking.

"Your eyes are b-beautiful… they are the doors t-to your soul…"

He kissed the blue frog deeply, rocking his body gently against Dororo's rather than thrusting. He reached for the younger frog's arousal and stroked it gently and rhythmically. Dororo moaned quietly, wrapping his legs around the weapons expert as he moved.

"W-when you sing to yourself I can't help but direct all my attention t-to you because your voice is so beautiful…"

"Oh, Giroro… haaah…", Dororo moaned as he felt himself build up. "I-I love you"

The red warrior kissed the assassin's lips once more, moaning into it himself, gently biting Dororo's lower lip again. He figured that he had probably - no, definitely - got his point across by now, but he found that he couldn't stop himself from showering the ninja in affection, nor could he find an end to the list about just how important he was to him.

"You will defend and care for absolutely anyone, regardless of whether you like them or not…"

Dororo could feel his climax coming on, and let out a long, drawn out moan before releasing. Not long after, Giroro followed suit.

"I love you, Dororo" He whispered, as he rolled to the side so he didn't crush the younger frog. Dororo didn't really know how to reply, except to cover the corporal's mouth.

"You've said enough Giroro-kun… we should go back to sleep" He smiled wearily. Giroro returned the expression, before sighing in defeat.

"Alright", he conceded. They lay next to each other for a while, just relishing in the afterglow.

"You know I meant every single word I said right?" Giroro spoke, eventually. Dororo only smiled and cuddled up to his lover, all traces of his trauma completely eradicated. He doubted he would ever feel so insecure about himself again.

Fin

A/N

Oh gawd. This is my first attempt at smut since I realised I was asexual, and as you can imagine, smut and a lack of sex drive don't really go well together (That's probably why its more fluffy than smutty) but pfft There is not enough GiroDoro and I NEED my GiroDoro *Withdrawal symptom face… if that's a thing…*

It's now about 22:10 where I am right now... I finished the story at half nine and have only just proof read it, so if the ending seems a bit off, that's why XD

(Yes, Giroro shaves in this story. Have you seen his dad? He probably inherited his bushy face XD)

This was inspired by one of the prompts on the lovely tumblr blog 'Imagine Your OTP'

Here is the prompt:

"Imagine person B finding out person A is very insecure about their body, and proceeds to tell them everything they love about person A, personality-wise and physically. Stray touches lead to slow, passionate sex, person B still listing things they love, never seeming to find an end."

I tried O3O

This story is as short as a short thing on short tablets. My apologies DX