She had body issues, that was no secret. She hid behind baggy sweaters and long skirts just to feel better in her own skin.
He had his own skeletons. He didn't really believe he was as good, no that wasn't exactly it, he didn't believe he was on the same level as other people. So even with his extreme intelligence and talent he sold himself short.
They both had their transgressions but together they were fire. They understood each other in a way that brought about complete nakedness; an utter lack of positioning. From each other, they simply wanted a rawness, a freedom that isn't often found.
"I missed you," he whispered as he pulled her closer. And that was probably as naked as he'd ever been.
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