Story (maybe even smut) of kissing all of Kurt’s scars?

bluespoonwagner:

You’d always ben curious about Kurt’s scars. Whenever you asked about them he always told you the same thing. Angelic symbols. One for every sin. But you couldn’t picture Kurt doing something like that to himself, and it was unfathomable for Kurt to commit any kind of sin. Kurt was laying next to you in silence, his gaze focused on nothing particular. Before you could stop yourself, you were reaching forward to trace the scars on his cheeks. He flinched at first, then closes his eyes and relaxed at your touch. You thought Kurt was a beautiful creature and it pained you to see things like this on him. Things he couldn’t erase. You wanted nothing more than to run your thumb across them and have them smear off, like ink. But you couldn’t do that, and you knew it. Leaning forward, you pressed a small kiss on Kurt’s cheek. His eyes opened and looked at you with shock, but your calm expression relaxed him again. You could tell that he wanted to speak, but he was too afraid. You kissed his other cheek, then his chin. 

“You’re perfect,” you mumble, continuing to look at each and every mark on him. You did the same thing everywhere else. You ran your fingers over it to trace it then placed a gentle kiss on them. Every time, he’d flinch, then he would look at you and calm down. 

Y/N- This is really short, but I think I’m going to keep it like this because I’m rather satisfied with this piece and I don’t want to mess it up. Thank you very much for the request💕