Hello, I love you drabbles! I have so many MutsUrie headcanons and I’d love to see them in written form…XD So, what about Mutsuki and Urie before their first time together, Mutsuki being reluctant about his scars because he thinks they’re ugly and Urie reassuring him? <3 Thanks for the trouble! ♥

Anonymous: Mutsurie where urie and mutsuki are about to have their first night together 😉 but when mucchan takes off his clothes urie sees all the scars and mucchan tells urie about her past and urie says he’ll protect mucchan forever 😍

Thank you! Since I basically have two of the same ask, I’m combining these! Also, my heart. *clutches chest*

“Tooru,” moans Urie in between kisses. He opens his mouth to let Mutsuki in further. He wants Mutsuki to have all of him.

He tugs Mutsuki onto his bed, on top of him. 

Mutsuki can feel how excited Urie is. Usually he is scared of excited men. But not Urie, who won’t go further than a make-out session. 

Mutsuki raises a hand to stroke Urie between his thighs.

Urie gasps. His eyes widen. “Mucchan.”

“Would you want to do more?” Mutsuki asks hesitantly.

Urie nods feverishly, sitting up to embrace his boyfriend. “Mucchy.”

“I have…stuff.” Mutsuki blushes and reaches for his wallet.

Urie laughs. “So prepared.” He grins. “Undress me.” 

Mutsuki undoes the buttons on his shirt, and slowly pushes down Urie’s pants. He blushes. 

When Urie reaches for him, Mutsuki whimpers slightly. He wants this, but – 

“What’s wrong?” Urie stops, his face inches from him.

“This.” Mutsuki opens his shirt to reveal the scars marring his chest.

“Mucchan.” Urie reaches out, tentatively, to touch the mottled skin. “Is this from – the surgery?”

Mutsuki nodded. Tears prick his eyes. “And it was botched anyhow.” His voice cracks. “Every time I see these, I think of Torso and my dad and my family. They’re hideous, like me.” 

“No!” Urie buries his head between Mutsuki’s scarred breasts, leaving his after kiss until every inch has been covered. “No. You’re beautiful. Your scars are beautiful. I won’t – I – if you want to stop, we can. I will never hurt you like they did. I will protect you forever.”

Mutsuki is crying. “I know. I trust you.” 

Urie kisses his cheek.

“Don’t stop,” Mutsuki mumbles. Urie resumes removing Mutsuki’s pants, stroking him across the anatomy that, until now, has given him nothing but shame. He leaves kisses over every area Mutsuki fears, and Mutsuki does the same.

I’ll protect you forever.

Here, with Mutsuki and Urie connected at the core, with their eyes staring into each other, panting and whispering each other’s names, Mutsuki already feels safe.