To Be Loved (Various X Reader One-Shots)

The Beauty of Flaws

Story Info:

TW: Mentions abuse, Self-harm.

Yamaguchi x Reader

The reader is pretty GN since it's from the reader's POV, but compares themself to girls a little at the beginning.

I tried to make as many things open for interpretation as I could. This is my first one-shot so I hope you enjoy it!

Also, Reader has a tendency to hum when it's completely silent to keep them out of their head. They only do this around others after they were already in their head previously because the darkness is still pretty fresh on their mind and they don't want to cry in front of others.

Prompt:

Counting birthmarks, scars, and freckles with kisses.

Summary:

This story takes place two years after the first years graduated. The reader is a year younger but tested out of her final year of middle school so she ended up in the same grade as Yamaguchi. (idk if this can happen in Japan since I don't live there but it's happening here) Reader and Yamaguchi moved in together during their third year at Karasuno. One day Yamaguchi and the reader get invited to a lunch with the old karasuno team from their first year. The reader couldn't go, and I left the reason why open for interpretation. The reader was left alone at home and gets lost in their thoughts after showering.

(Y/N)'s POV

Looking in the bathroom mirror, tears start to roll down my cheeks. I run my hand down my arm that is covered in numerous scars. Up until two and a half years ago, when I moved in with my now fiance, Tadashi Yamaguchi. We lived with his parents until we graduated then we moved into our current house. Shortly after we had moved into this house, Tadashi proposed to me. I am so much happier now than ever, but there are still times, like now, where I hate myself. My body is riddled with scars from the years of abuse I had experienced before I moved. I've always wondered why he chose me when he could have any one of numerous girls that are so much prettier than me. I look at a scar on my upper arm that connects to a small birthmark on my shoulder, Tadashi always told me that it looks like a dandelion. I smile slightly. He is the light of my life and I don't know where I'd be without him. Hearing the front door unlock, I quickly put my sweater on, wiped away any remaining tears, and started heading downstairs.

"I'm back!" I hear Tadashi call.

"Welcome back, Tada!" I smile brightly at him. "How was the lunch?"

"It was good! Still as chaotic as ever," He laughs.

"Was it first-year chaos?" I asked giggling.

"Of course," He smiles. I smile back at him, grab his hand and guide him to the couch. I lay down on my back, gently pulling him down to rest in between my legs. He giggled and rested his head on my chest

"Now I'm really wishing that I went," I laughed, running my fingers through his hair.

"There is always next time, Princess," He says. He then leaned up and kissed my nose before resting his head on my chest again.

"I know," I laughed. "Is the dino still as salty as ever?"

"You know it," he laughed.

"What about the tangerine?" I asked, remembering that ball of energy that is Shoyo Hinata.

"I think his determination to become the best in volleyball is even higher than before," He said nuzzling into my chest.

"Does Tanaka-senpai have a girlfriend yet?" I asked. Smirking, I remember how jealous he was of Tadashi for getting a girlfriend before him.

"He actually does," I look at him shocked.

"Are you joking?!" He looked up and smiled at me

"Nope! Also, he told me to tell you 'Hah I finally have a girlfriend, how's that, my precious kouhai'" He said, poking my nose. I laughed.

"So, who's the lucky lady?" I said with a smile.

"Kiyoko, surprisingly," We burst out laughing.

"So the simp's dream finally came true," We continued laughing. "I'm genuinely happy for him though. He may have been a pain in the ass, but he's a good guy deep down. I wish all the best for them."

After that, a peaceful silence washed over us. I continued running my fingers through his hair and gave him a kiss on the top of his head. The peaceful silence soon went away, on my end, as my mind had started to wander to dark places. To keep my mind from straying, I started to hum.

"(Y/N)," He said, looking up at me concerned.

"Yes?" I stop humming and look up at him.

"Were you in your head again??" He asked, propping himself up to get a better look at me. Knowing that I can't win against the look that he gives me, I nod and look away.

"I'm sorry," I feel myself start to cry.

"Baby..." He moves to straddle my hips and caresses my cheek, softly. "What was there this time?"

"The usual disgust with my scars and wondering why you're with me when you could be with anyone ten times prettier than me.." Tears start to slowly roll down my face. I move my hands to cover my face as I cry.

"(Y/N)... Look at me..." Tadashi pulls my hands away from my face, forcing me to look at him. "You are the most beautiful girl in the world to me, don't ever let your head tell you otherwise."

"I just don't know how you find someone like me pretty..." I look away as tears spill from my eyes.

"Take this off," he tugs on the sweater I'm wearing which, I might add, is his.

"W-what? Why?" I ask, looking at him.

"Let me show you ten reasons why you're absolutely beautiful," he said, taking the sweater off for me.

"Reason one," He kisses a patch of freckles on my cheek.

"Reason two," He kisses a small burn scar on my neck.

"Reason three," He kisses the 'dandelion' on my shoulder.

"Reason four," He kisses a birthmark on my chest.

"Reason five," He kisses a scar on my stomach.

"Reason six," He kisses my self-harm scars on my left wrist.

"Reason seven," He kisses the matching scars on my right wrist.

"Reason eight," He kisses a small patch of freckles on the back of my hand.

"Reason nine," He kisses a birthmark on my thigh.

"Reason ten," He kisses my lips and hugs me like a koala.

At this point, I have stopped crying, and am now smiling sweetly at the man hugging me like his life depends on it.

"How did I get so lucky..." I said wrapping my arms around him.

"Hey! That's my line..." He looks up at me and pouts. Smiling again, he continues. "Now do you understand, princess?"

"Yes I do," I nuzzle his cheek, then he kisses my forehead.

"Good!" He smiles at me brightly. "Now you know, That is..."

The Beauty of Flaws