Warning:
-Swearing
-Self Hate
Using they/them pronouns since the suggestion gave me that.
Y/N POV
I look through my closet for an outfit. Antornth, my boyfriend, and I are going out to some shops today and I need an outfit. In fact, Ant is sitting on my bed right now. He's so attractive, and I don't get it. I don't know why he thinks so highly of me. I'm just some person who he seemed to fall in love with.
"Babe?" Ant's voice brings me out of my thoughts. "Yeah?" I ask, turning back to him to which I'm met with his chest. I look up slightly, due to him being taller than me.
"Why's your wardrobe mostly hoodies? tuff that covers your beautiful body," He claims, pointing to the open closet behind me. I stammer a bit and blush. "I just am more tomboy-ish," I lie. He looks at me suspiciously, but wraps his arms around my waist and kisses my head.
"Okay," He whispers. "I'll get out so you can change," He smiles and leaves my bedroom. I sigh and grab a tight-ish white t-shirt and skinny jeans, deciding to try it. I quickly swap the outfit out, staring myself in the mirror. I look at my body in disgust. I hold my arms out, spotting each and every insecurity. My shirt lifts up a bit, causing me to spot the strech marks all along my stomach and waist. I groan at my appearance and let my eyes wander across my body.
"Why do I look like this?" I mutter to myself. "Why am I chubby? Why do I have strech marks? Why must I have them," My questions slowly turn into small whines. I feel tears bundle up in my eyes and anger at myself. Anger for not doing something about my appearance.
"Hey, don't you dare," I feel arms wrap around my waist and a whisper in my ear. Ant kisses the skin beside my ear gently and rocks the two of us back and forth. "Why?" I ask him and myself.
"You are beautiful in every way, no matter. I love your stomach, it jiggles and makes me laugh and feels like a pillow. I love your strech marks, they're like tiger stripes that show your braveness and courage," He whispers reassuringly, making me feel a little better. "But," I start, and am cut off by him spinning me around. He kisses my lips and holds me close.
"No buts," He says. "Only this one," He smacks my ass a little, making me jump and gasp. I feel a blush come to my cheeks as he chuckles.
"I'm going to help you gain your confidence, okay?" He tells me, staring me in the eyes with love and hope. I nod and smile widely at him. "I love you," I whisper.
"I love you too, and always will," He kisses my lips again and smirks. "Lets go get in the car, bitch! We're going shopping!" He squeals and runs to my door, causing a laugh to fall out of my lips.
"Fuck yeah Stacy, whoo!" I yell, running after him. What would I do without him?
Little bit short, sorry, but thank you itzurgurlkellie for the suggestion!
