His and Hers - IMAGINES

Fluff (bxg)

"Hey baby. How was shopping?" I asked as she walked through the door.

"It was fun." She answered as she walked past.

I wasn't paying full attention to the small body that walked past the doorway, but I did notice was the hot pink bag she had in her hand. I know where that ones from.

"Really? Where'd you go?" I asked her as I heard her dump her bags in the kitchen.

"We went to Primark and Next and we also went into Superdry. I also got some shorts from Sports Direct and we finished up in VS." She answered.

"What did you buy?" I asked her.

"Can I show you?" She asked me.

"If you want to princess."

"No. Don't say that, because then it makes me feel like I'm forcing you to look at what I bought." She groaned as she came and plopped down on my lap. I chuckled and rested one hand on her thigh as the other rubbed up and down her back.

"I would love to see what you bought baby." I answered.

"Yay." She cheered.

She pecked my lips and stood up, running off into the kitchen to change her clothes. I laughed at her reaction and waited for her to come back. She walked back out wearing a black flower dress. Not going to lie, she looked really beautiful in it.

"This ones from Primark, but I think I might return it." She said as she held her hands at her sides.

"Why?"

"Because it doesn't fit me properly. And you can see my fat tummy." She answered as if it was a stupid question to ask.

"It fits you perfectly, and you have no fat on your tummy." I argued as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"I do have fat on my tummy and it's gross. This dress shows it." She fought back as she crossed her arms.

"The dress is loose and doesn't show any fat that you have on your tummy. You don't have too much or too little fat on your stomach. You have the perfect and healthy amount of fat around your lower stomach for a girl of your height and weight. It's only there for protection and isn't gross in any way, shape or form Izzy." I said as I uncrossed my arms and leant back.

"I know, but still it looks weird." She argued.

"If you don't feel comfortable wearing it, then by all means, return it. But I think it looks perfect on you." I answered as she nodded and walked away.

For the rest of the outfits, I didn't really pay attention to the outfits. I was more interested in the way her face lit up when talking about what she bought and why she bought it.

"Can I show you what I got from VS?" She asked when she finished showing me the last outfit.

"Of course you can." I smiled as she walked off.

She walked back in wearing a baby pink night dress. It was silk, but I knew she'd be uncomfortable wearing it because it didn't really cover her thighs, and she hates when her scars are on show.

"That ones pretty baby." I said to her.

"I really like this one. But you can see the scars." She answered as she looked down at her legs.

"So? No one else is gonna see it but me. And I don't give a shit if your scars are showing or not." I shrugged as she looked back up.

"I know you don't care about them. But that doesn't stop them bothering me." She argued.

"Why do they bother you baby?"

We've never actually had a conversation about her scars.

"Because it just constantly reminds me that I was stupid and idiotic and weak." She answered as her voice broke a little bit.

"Come here baby." I said as I opened my arms for her.

She walked over to me, sniffling slightly. She sat down on my lap as I wrapped my arms around her. She buried her head into my chest as she continued to sniffle. I knew she was crying slightly because I could feel the wet patches dropping on my shirt.

"You're not weak because you have scars baby. If anything it makes you stronger because you're still here, even after going through a really dark time." I said to her softly as I kissed her head and ran my fingers through her hair.

"Now it all just feels so stupid to have done that to myself. Because being with you makes everything that happened so stupid and small. I can't even imagine a time where I was genuinely just unhappy, and looking back it now I was so stupid for doing what I did. And now I can't get rid of those stupid and ugly scars." She answered as she pulled away from the hug to look at me, her caramel eyes being covered by a thick gloss of tears.

"That's what happens when you grow and adapt. You look at back at things and wish you could've done things differently. And you weren't stupid back then and you aren't stupid now. You were just in pain and looking for a way to show it, even if no one else ever saw it. And those scars aren't ugly or stupid in anyway." I said as I ran my fingers across the whiter skin on her thighs.

"I don't deserve you." She mumbled as she rested her head against my chest, her ear pressed to it so she could hear my heartbeat.

"A princess like you deserves the world. And I'll be damned if you don't get it baby." I said to her as I wrapped my arms around her a little tighter.

"I love you." She whispered as she looked up at me.

"And I love you." I whispered back as I kissed her lips.