| CAMILO ABSOLUTELY LOVING YOUR SCAR

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I had a nasty scar on my cheek (which is true, i have a scar across my right cheek) and i thought it was horrible and disgusting. I also hate that it is the most noticeable thing on my face, i always get weird stares from other girls in encanto.

My boyfriend, Camilo, thought that my scar was beautiful and it represented who i was. But i think he only says that because i'm his girlfriend, maybe he actually finds is horrendous.

I hate that every time i go into Camilo's room, there's a mirror and every time i look into the mirror, i can see the scar and it just ruins my day. So here i was now, frowning at myself in the mirror as Camilo was hanging up new pictures of his family and us. He soon noticed me gazing at my scar though.

"Baby, i've told you before and i'll tell you again, that scar on your face does NOT make you ugly" he sighs sadly, walking behind me to wrap his arms around my waist. His chin rests on my shoulder, staring into my eyes through the mirror. Tears welled up in my eyes and i swallowed a lump in my throat.

"Im sorry.." i sniffled and he kissed the side of my head gently. "You don't have to be sorry, Mi amor, its not your fault. I'll help you love it though" he whispered in my ear, his warm breath fanning my face. I turned around and wrapped my arms around him, his went around me too. He gently grasped my chin, making me look up at him then smiled.

He leaned forward and pressed a few kisses against my scar. "You. Are. Gorgeous" he said in between each small, soft kiss. His hand moved up to cup my cheek, his thumb tracing my scar carefully. I flinched a little but calmed down when i saw the softness in Camilo's eyes. He rubbed the scar gently.

"This is beautiful. This scar shows people what you've been through, it shows them how tough you are, Mi vida. It is nothing to be ashamed of" he explained in a whisper, his nose rubbing on mine. I smiled weakly at his words.

Camilo has always been great at comforting people, especially his mami due to her outbursts of emotions and being unable to control the weather.

"Now please, Y/n L/n, please remember that this scar...is absolutely amazing and so are you. Who cares what others think about it, screw them. I love you so much, okay? So, so, so much" he murmured and pressed more kisses against my scarred cheek. I smiled brightly and pressed my lips against his, wondering why i was so lucky to have him.