[Unorthodox Desire]Megumi Fushiguro x fem reader

Extra: stretch marks

Y/n pov

I stared into the mirror with tears already in my eyes. The new marks that decorated my body made me hate myself. I had woken up with more stretch marks on my arms and thighs. They added to the ones that were there, to begin with. It's a shame that something so little was making me feel so bad. 

Half of my mind knew that these stupid marks meant nothing and I shouldn't care what people thought of them or that it means I'm getting bigger. But the other half of me fought and swore its way to the front of my mind screaming that I was ugly and worthless the whole way. It was enough to stare at my body in general but with these newfound marks came new thoughts too. 

Ugly, fat, tainted, and marked. The words played on repeat in my head, like a chant that would summon even more self-deprecating thoughts. 

I sighed and pulled on the pants I was putting on before I got distracted. I shouldn't get caught up in this kind of thinking. Wiping away my tears I sat back down on my bed, waiting for the knocks that would signal Megumi was there to pick me up. I pulled out my phone and opened Instagram, scrolling mindlessly through pictures of perfect markless skinny girls. 

Three solid knocks disrupted my scrolling after a few minutes. I locked my phone and slid it into my pocket then stood and walked to the door. Opening it I was met with Megumi's emotionless but perfect face. 

"Hey." I greeted him with a smile, but Megumi frowned. 

"Your eyes are red." He stated. 

"O-okay?" 

"What's wrong?" He leaned closer to me, probably trying to intimidate me into telling him. I gulped and looked away nervously. 

"N-nothing is wrong." I stuttered out. 

"Bull shit." He said but his eyes softened. "You know you can tell me anything, right?" 

"Yes of course," I quickly replied.

"Oh? Then why are you lying to me?" He asked and my eyes widened. damn, he reads me like a book!

"It's just..." I started glancing at his face before clearing my throat. "I found some new stretch marks on my body today and now I'm insecure." 

"Oh, that's it?" He took a step back and gave me a soft smile. "Stretch marks are nothing to be insecure about. They just mean you're body is growing." 

"That's the problem!" I snapped. "I don't wanna be big and ugly! Everyone will hate me." I felt tears start to form in my eyes. 

"Y/n, do you think that larger people are big and ugly?" 

"Well no..." 

"Do you hate all bigger people?" 

"No... but I know that some people do!" I quickly replied. 

"Those people are idiots and would never stand a chance with you." He sighed. "Listen, you are perfect, no matter what. No matter what size or shape, you will always be perfect and beautiful in my eyes. No one else's opinion matters, alright." 

I nodded and wiped the tears from my eyes. Megumi took a step towards me and wrapped his arms around me. 

"I love you." He murmured as he caressed me. 

"I love you too." 

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HEY! if you have stretch marks and feel like that means you are fat or ugly I'm here to tell you YOU'RE WRONG! Beauty is a matter of opinion and in my opinion, you are beautiful. Stretch marks are beautiful! I know it's hard to believe, to be honest, I'm a total hypocrite by saying that. I hate my stretch marks because they just add to the other hundreds of marks and scars on my body. BUT, I remember that when I look at other people with stretch marks all I see is beauty. 

So please remember you are amazing and beautiful just like Megumi said.

Thank you for reading :)