Scars

Show Me

 Rarity's POV

 "Then show me." The words left my mouth before I could stop them. I watched as Applejack's freckled cheeks changed in color. The crimson color looked nice on her. Did I cause that? 

 "S-Show ya?" My eyes followed her hands as she crossed them behind her back. "Ah don't think that's a good idea, Rarity..." 

 "Why not? I need to know, Applejack. Please? You don't even have to kiss me on the lips. O-Or hug me? I'm so confused right now," I sounded desperate. I know I did, yet I couldn't stop talking. "I'll tell you who I'm so curious about." 

 "No." 

 "Why not? Would it kill you?" 

 "Yes." She smiled as if she won something.

 "Why? Why would it kill you?" I asked. I felt like crying. I didn't know why.

 "You're awfully full of questions, aren't ya?"

 "It's because you hate me. It's because I'm your opposite, right? Even if I were to kiss the ground to prove how much I want to know, you'd still say no, correct? Why is it so damn hard for you?" I rarely cursed. Applejack knew that. I could tell by the way she backed up. 

 "You're really determined, huh?" 

 "Not at all, Applejack. I've just been standing here for nearly half an hour practically begging y-" 

 "You were beggin'." She corrected.

 "Do I look like I need you to correct me?" I glared at her. "Nevermind. Don't answer that."

 She suddenly stepped forward, leaning down so that her gaze was level with mine. I felt her breath on my lips and my stomach did flips. My heart started pounding and my ears and face burnt. I nearly lost all feeling in my legs when Applejack smirked and whispered,

 "It's not hard." 

 I felt vulnerable yet protected at the same time. I felt her lips brush mine ever so gently. I felt like I needed more direct contact. I felt like this when Applejack wasn't kissing me. What would happen if she did? 

 "You wanted t' know so badly, so teach yourself." I was confused by her words. It took me a moment to define the meaning behind them. I leaned into her and something went off inside of me. The feeling was unique. Unlike anything I've ever felt before. I couldn't quite describe it. I just never wanted it to end. I seemed to of jinxed myself. She pulled away and kissed the tip of my ear. 

 "Ah'm not that ashamed to hide it anymore, Sugarcube," I felt butterflies in my stomach as she called me sugarcube. She used to always refuse to call me it. "You're adorable when you blush." 

 "I-I am not adorable!" I tried to defend myself.

 "Deny it all ya want. You're the definition of perfect t' me." Applejack smiled gently.

 "S-Stop it, Applejack..." 

 "That wasn't very convincin'." 

 "I know," I grinned, grabbing the collar of her shirt. I pulled her down and kissed her once again.
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 Scootaloo's POV

 "So you two are... together together? Like girlfriends?" Sweetie Belle asked, biting her lip. Her eyes were bright with some kind of excitement. 

 "Yep." I grinned. 

 "Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" She jumped up, doing a little dance. I laughed at her while Apple Bloom looked down, sighing.