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"So... How do I look?" Fifteen playfully modeled her swim suit, which consisted of trunks and a bra-like top.
"I think it looks great on you," One responded.
"Thanks, hon." She kissed her temple. "You gonna try yours on after I get changed back?"
One's smile faded slightly. Right. She had to try on a swim suit. "Yeah. Yeah, I will."
"Cool." Fifteen then returned to the dressing room as One mulled over her choice of swimming attire. It was a bikini that Fifteen insisted would look good on her, but she didn't think so. But it wasn't like she could wear pants to the beach.
"Your turn." Fifteen exited the dressing room, now in her usual clothes.
"Right." One grabbed the bikini and entered the small room.
A few minutes later, she exited too.
"I... I don't think this is the one..." One muttered as she looked at herself and all her exposed skin.
Fifteen noticed how uncomfortable her wife looked in the swim suit. "You look great, but I can tell you don't like it. You don't have to wear anything that makes you uncomfortable, babe."
"Thanks..." One went back to the changing room, but this time, Fifteen followed her too.
"Hey- what are you doing?"
"Nothing~" Fifteen rested her hand on One's hips.
"I need to get dressed," One argued, but she brought her arms up to rest around her shoulders.
"I know... I think you look beautiful though."
"Thank you, but I don't feel that way." She turned back to the mirror.
"Babe..." She put her hands back into her wife's hips, then rested her chin on her shoulder. "Look at yourself."
"I am looking at myself and I'm not liking what I see."
"What don't you like?"
"Isn't it obvious?"
"No, because I love every part of you." Fifteen pressed a kiss to the side of her neck.
"...My legs, the scars, my... Body."
"Those are all beautiful."
"Stop it."
"I won't. Because it's true, honey."
"...just get out and let me get changed."
"Fine, fine. I love you." She said as she left.
"Love you too..." One said as she stared into the mirror.