Raphael × (I) (female) reader one-shots

Imperfectly in love

»Well done baby-girl«, he gently whispered into my ear as I was laying beside him, naked. Softly, he gave me a kiss on my forehand, making me smile tiredly. We just had a round of...ahm...fun. Well...maybe two...I giggled at that thought. I always forget time when I'm with him.

It must've been early in the morning. We were laying beside each other with intertwined hands. His green hand with his three big fingers in my small human hand. Vulnerable to each other. Peace had laid it's calm blanket of cocoa sweet thoughts upon us.

»I always thought you'd hate my body«, he whispered after a while, interrupting the calming moment
»Same«, I answered. He turned his head, now looking into my gloomy eyes with an asking look
»Really? But you are normal...so beautiful and...«
»Human«, I interrupted him, »I'm different than you. I have hair and birthmarks and...«
»...And I'm different from you. I have reptilian skin and an enormous...ya know what.«

Silence.

»I guess we both saw us as the weird one«, I said, giggling slightly
»I guess so. But you know...maybe when the moment came, it just didn't matter anymore. I think that love goes so far, that it blinds all our insecurities, 'cause we see so much more beauty and perfect imperfection than insecurities we have to deal with, that we are ready to be the best we can...and that is just being yourself...your honest and true self«, he answered, massaging my hand
»Yeah indeed...Have I ever told you, how beautiful I think you are? How beautiful you were to me, since the moment I have felt the first spark inside my heart, when I saw you, blushing incessantly, when your brothers found out, that you like knitting? Since the first kiss we shared on the little green hill, with the red-pink sunset? You have absolutely no idea how beautiful you actually are. So I thought I'd show you.«, I took his face in my hands, giving him a loving kiss, »that's when I forgot all about my worries. I saw it as my duty to make you get rid of the feeling of not being worth enough, being a freak, being too this and that, have the feeling of being shoved into a box and told to change, when I wouldn't have you any other way«
»Why...why though. I'm a horrible...stupidly, dangerously angry...I hurt you so often...«
»Don't say that. Listen darling love: everyone is crazy and troubling to be around. Everyone has something substantially wrong with them, and everyone is extremely hard to live with, the art is to not see this in a person and just see how beautiful those flaws make them. And I have found it, in you. So you'll shut up about being shitty 'cause I fucking say you are perfect. I love you, just the way you are, alright? You hear me?!«, he just nodded, smiling beautifully delicate, »good«, I smiled back, before he gave me a passionate kiss. I could feel the pure energy of unity go through our bodies as we sealed this conversation with our gentle touch.

As we broke apart for air, I snuggled into his strong arms, letting me lay comfortably in his tight grip, feeling safer than I could feel anywhere else. Heck, even a bunker is not as safe as his "amusement park teddy bear" like hug

»I swear to everything I stand for, I'll never let you go«, he mumbled, as he nuzzled my right cheek
»I'm fine with that«, I whispered and thus we fell asleep.
In perfect imperfection.

Or just simply: imperfectly in love.

(Hi! I hoped you liked that little one shot. Just some feel good story X3
Until next time,
Bye)