Glimpse
100 Drabbles of Usagi & Mamoru
10: Smooth
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"I'm disgusting and fat and I can't even…" She wails; little face contorted in despair. She spreads her legs and looks toward him, but when she cannot see past her bulging stomach she begins to sob afresh.
He feels helpless.
"You're gorgeous and it's just the hormones—"
She sobs harder and he knows that was probably the stupidest thing to say.
"Usako, please be reasonable. You don't need to be—no, wait. I have an idea." He kisses her temple and strokes a soothing hand across her face. He disappears into the bathroom. When he returns, he has a bowl and washcloth in hand. "Come here."
She complies, eyes wide and watchful. She sniffles, face sullen as a child.
Then she sees the razor. She starts to cry again as he spreads her legs. But this time her tears are full of love.
"Oh, Mamo-chan, you don't have—"
"Shh, I want you to feel beautiful."
He then shaves her carefully, stretching her folds taut beneath his steady hands. He wipes up any pinpricks of blood, until she's smooth and glowing. When he's done, he kisses her center, a tender greeting.
"Arigato," she whispers, gaze soft and open. She reaches down, grasping his hand in hers. "You're too good to me."
He smiles and is glad that she's smiling too.
"While I'm down here, shall I paint your toenails too?"
And at last, her tears aside, she begins to laugh.