A/n: Inspired by the song You Say (slowed) and myself.
Summary: Y/n is probably known for her insecurity, social and physical anxiety, and so much more. Sebastian tries to help.
INSTAGRAM
*Username 1 Posts A Picture of Y/n That They Think Is "Ugly*
#Y/nIsUgly
Username 2: Eww, look at her. That is nAsTy
Username 3: Ew, where did the pretty Y/n go?
Username 4: Nasty af
Username 5: I bet she throws up when she looks in the mirror every day.
Username 6: #Y/nIsUgly every day of the week
Username 7: Guys, stop! She's really pretty :(
Username 8: @Username7 she is really ugly what are you talking about
Username 9: Eww why is she posting pictures like this *gag*
Username 10: Go eat a salad
Y/n scrolled through Instagram, Sebastian asleep on her lap. Well, she thought he was asleep. But, truthfully, her loving boyfriend was awake, watching as she tore herself apart from the haters.
Y/n continued scrolling, tears forming and a knot in her chest forming as well. She wiped a tear from her eye, turning off her phone and tossing it on the ground. She gently moved Sebastian's head off her lap, going into her bedroom.
She closed the door, collapsing onto her bed and sobbing into the sheets.
She didn't hear the door open. She didn't hear Sebastian.
Sebastian stood, heartbroken at the sight before him.
Y/n tangled in her trailer sheets, tears falling from her eyes. Fucking Instagram.
Sebastian knew Y/n had physical anxiety, and he could almost never hold her. But today, he had too.
He slowly sat on the bed, softly grabbing Y/n by her waist and pulling her into him.
Y/n was shocked at first, but she leaned into his comfort, continuing to cry.
"Let it out," Sebastian whispered, stroking her hair. "They were mean to you. It's okay. I'm here. I've got you."
Y/n continued sobbing, Sebastian kissing her head, temple, and her forehead.
She calmed down after 10 minutes.
Y/n refused to look at Sebastian. Refused to open her eyes.
Y/n felt Sebastian lift her face, and softly kiss her lips.
He pulled away, and she opened her eyes.
He continued to hold her, around her waist, as she took deep breaths.
"Are you okay?" Sebastian asked, and she nodded, leaning back onto his shoulder. He kissed the soft skin under her jaw, and for a first time, Y/n didn't mind the physical contact.
Sebastian felt happy. Happy that he could hold her to make her feel comfortable, loved, and safe.
"I love you," Y/n mumbled, and Sebastian smiled.
"I love you too," He said.
A/n: Short, Ik, but this was fun to write. Let me know if you guys wanna Part 2 to the "wish u were gay" performance.
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