Michael/William Afton x Reader Oneshots

Flaws

Michael x reader. The reader is having a hard time with their insecurities and Michael comforts them. A lot of the insecurities are based off of mine so if you aren't insecure about said things, apologies tho I try to include others.

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You and Michael had plans for today. You two were going to go shopping, get dinner, watch a movie.

A fun little day was planned a head for you two to enjoy.

However, picking an outfit and getting ready for the day was never easy for you. Here you stood in front of the mirror, clothes discarded behind you and on the bed.

You threw on a t-shirt and some biker shorts, sighing at yourself. The way your shirt fell over your chest made you feel huge. Your stomach poked out at the loose shirt. Your butt wasn't big enough, making you look unbalance. Your thighs were rubbing against each other. Your face. It was too round.

Too fat.

Or too skinny.

Too ugly.

Your hair.

You wish you had pretty, thin hair like those pretty girls.

Or you wish you had beautiful curly hair like those pretty girls.

Your lips weren't full enough. Your face was too round.

Or your face was too narrow, too thin.

You tried doing your hair, leaving it down for a bit before you decided that didn't look good. You threw it in a pony tail. But it just looked messy. So instead you try a messy bun, deciding with that.

As you stand tall in front of the mirror, your eyes start welling up with tears.

That's when you hear a knock at the door. Michael walks in, his eyes immediately locking onto yours.

He frowned, walking over to you quickly. He cupped your jaw, kissing your head.

"What's wrong, my love?" He asked, caressing your cheek.

You stare at him, glancing the the mirror from time to time. "I just.. I can't.. look good.." You say, crying out.

He pouted, looking in the mirror. He stood behind you, wrapping his arms around you and leaning his chin comfortably on your shoulder.

"Y/N, dear. You look beautiful. What do you mean?" He cooed.

You sniffle, shaking your head. You grab your shirt and tug at it. "I look bad! No matter what I wear!"

You then cry out, shaking your head and leaning back onto Michael.

He cooed in your ear as you rant to him about your insecurities.

He stood up, rubbing at your sides.

"Baby, there's not one thing wrong with your body. It's beautiful. Your face, so gorgeous, yeah?" He says.

He turned you from the mirror, making you face him. He sighed gently before sitting on the bed. He then pulled you in his lap.

He kissed you and you kiss back. You sit up, wiping your tears away and looking down.

"I'm sorry.. for c-crying.." you whine.

He shakes his head, running his fingers up and down your thigh soothingly.

"Hey, don't apologize. It's ok. I'm here for you, doll. Ok?" He said.

You sigh, shifting and rubbing your face.

"You're perfect, alright? Remember that.."

You shake your head, "there's.. there's so much wrong with me.." you sniffle.

He shook his head, "nonsense.."

"You've got to hate one of my flaws, Michael! There's no way you think I'm perfect..!" You point at yourself, shaking your head.

Your body began to shame.

He held you close, letting out a breath.

"Your only flaw is that you're flawless.." he cooed.

You bit at your nails, staring at nothing in particular as Michael spoke.

You calmed down a bit.

A moment of silence is shared between you too as you just lean on him and he held you close.

He kissed your head and sat you up, you were facing one another now.

He kissed your lips swiftly, "I love you, y/n. You're the most beautiful human being to walk this earth and I will do whatever I need to.. to prove it."

You rub your eyes and nose, looking up at him.

You hold onto his chest, burying your face in his chest.

"Carry me to the car.." you say, giggling.

He smiled and nodded, up you went in his arms where he then took you to the car.

And you two went and had a great night as planned.
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Sorry I haven't posted in a little over a week. Hopefully this is good for now. <3 srry it's short.