ship : andrew garfield x reader
while scrolling through some comments, you realized that social media can have some pretty shitty things to say sometimes.
warnings : swearing, talk about insecurity
i dont believe in the 'perfect body'you scrolled through your new instagram post with andrew, it was a sweet photo of you kissing his cheek in front of a lake that you posted in honor of his birthday.
however innocent and cute you thought it was, some of andrews fans decided to point out a few things that you didnt think were 'pretty.'
whenever you would talk about one of your insecurities to andrew, he would think you were insane for thinking that anything on your body wasn't absolutely gorgeous, because he sure did.
the comments were pointing out that they thought you were 'fat,' or your thighs were too thick and your stretch marks were ugly. your chest was too flat, your skin wasnt smooth enought. your arms were too large and your head looked way to small for your body.
but those comments weren't even the ones that got you, it was the ones saying how you were probably only using andrew for his money, or that you werent good enough for him. the last one you definitely agreed with, but the ones questioning your love for him made you upset.
in all honesty, you were really insecure about the way you looked. now more than ever because you had people who followed andrew picking apart everything you did to yourself.
you walked over to the mirror, stripping from your shirt and your pants. all of a sudden those things people had said about you all looked so much more noticable.
you tried to suck in your stoumach, or position yourself so that you didnt look so big. nothing worked, you still looked the same and you hated it.
"fuck," you said, your head falling into your hands as you cried.
you sunk down to your knees and you sobbed.
eventually when your sobs had died down, silent tears were just streaming down your face, that was until you heard the front door open from downstairs. shit.
you quickly got up and threw on the baggiest pair of hoodie and sweatpants you could find in the small amount of time you had before he would come looking for you, and you wiped away your tears quickly.
you still looked like you had been drinking all day long, but it would be okay if you pretended to be asleep.
"[Y/N]?" andrew called from downstairs, searching throughout the entire house for you.
you didnt answer to his calls, you just leaped onto the bed and pretended to sleep with your head facing away from your bedroom door.
you heard him walk into the room.
"there you are, you asleep?" he asked you as he strutted towards the bed. he sat down next to your sleeping figure and stroked your hair.
he went to lay down with you, wrapping his arm around your waist which immediately made you uncomfortable.
you pretended to wake up in order to get out of the situation.
"hey," he said when you shuffled.
"hi, im going to the bathroom," you said, quickly getting up and leaving the room.
when you got into the washroom you were once again met with your face and figure, which made you even more insecure and the tears started streaming down your face.
you had thought about how andrew could love you - the absolute dream man with a perfect body wanted to be with you, who wasnt any of those things. you had always felt this way about yourself, but you didnt think the small details were noticable enough to fill the entire comment section of a photo that wasnt even about yourself.
you were full on sobbing at this point, covering your face with your hands in order not to look back up at yourself.
"whats wrong? [Y/N]?" your boyfriend called out after hearing you crying.
you just let him walk in, not even bothering to fix yourself up a bit. in your opinion, he probably would just leave you no matter what you looked like.
when he walked into the bathroom and saw you leaned up against the bathtub with your head leaning on your knees, he bent down next to you and pulled you into his lap, your face buried in his neck.
"whats wrong?" he asked, stroking your back and letting you hold onto him.
"did, did you see the comments?" you asked him quietly.
"what comments, baby?" he questioned, already feeling the anger blowing through his body. andrew was never an aggressive person, but when it came to [Y/N], he would do anything for her.
"on my instagram post," you cried out, holding onto him even tighter.
he pulled out his phone with you still attached to him, and he looked up your name on one of his fake accounts.
when he saw the comments he was in complete shock, he couldnt believe that someone could say that about the person he thought was the most beautiful ever. let alone have other people agree with them.
"you know none of these are true, right? its just a bunch of jealous girls who wish they looked like you, okay?" he said, trying not to blow up in anger for the fact that they said it, and because you actually believed them too.
you began to calm down more, tears no longer coming out. the compliments from your boyfriend however were going right over your head. you didnt believe him.
"hey, look at me. you're beautiful, you know that right?" he asked.
you shook your head no and leaned back into his chest.
"do you need me to show you?" he asked.
you gave a confused look and he motioned for you to stand up with him. "look in the mirror, love."
you stared at your reflection and watched as he stood behind you and placed his hands in yours.
"i think you look beautiful. even without makeup, even if youve just ate more food than is probably good for you, even if you have stretch marks and even when you get old, i will always think youre the most beautiful thing ever. you know why? because i love you."
you leaned back into him and smiled. he was truly the best thing that had ever happened to you. ever.
you turned around and gave him a huge hug and he lifted you off the ground.
"i will always love you," he said into your hair, kissing your head.
"i love you so much."
"i love you more."words : 1125
longer than i thought this would be but whatever lol
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