Magcon Imagines and Preferences

Jack Gilinsky Imagine

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WARNING MAY TRIGGER AND SELF-HARMING
I wanna tell you that you're all beautiful and I got really emotional when I wrote this. As always, let me know what you think because it really means a lot for me.

"Jack doesn't deserve you. He deserves me"

"Why are they together? He could have choose a better girl"

"@Y/T/N you're so ugly. You're with Jack only for his fame"

These are only few of the hate comments you get every day. You keep thinking why do they hate me? What have I done? You have always been insecure about you, since high school. And this hate won't help of course.
Jack was out with his friends probably recording some new songs and you were home alone scrolling through the comments on Twitter. Today was the worst day and you couldn't handle it anymore. You threw your phone on the couch and run to the bathroom. You grabbed a razor that you have hidden in a drawer so that Jack wouldn't find it, and added some cuts on your wrist.
Jack didn't know about you cutting because you did an amazing job by covering them up with make up or by wearing long sleeve. You didn't want to tell Jack about this because you were afraid of his reaction and you thought he'd leave you.
You looked yourself into the mirror, you had mascara down your cheeks, red puffy eyes and tears streamed down your cheeks. You couldn't believe you were crying, once again. And Jack's fans were the reason of your tears. You washed your face with some cold water and wrapped a towel around your wrist to clean it from the blood. You knew Jack would be home soon so you put on one of his hoodies and decided to get some sleep.
After a while, you woke up and saw Jack who was sitting next to you and looking at you. "Good morning princess" he whispered placing a kiss on your forehead. "How long have you been here?" you asked him still in your sleepy voice. "I don't know. But I love seeing you sleeping. You're so cute" he smiled. "Baby, have you cried? I mean, you're eyes.." he asked and you only thought "Oh shit". "Ehm, no. Actually, I watch a sad movie and you know" you lied. "Oww I see. So, how was your day?" he asked while you placed your head on his chest. He started to play with your hair and you lied again "Fine. Yours?". He kissed your temple and stated "Good. Me and Jack recorded the new song and it's amazing. I'm super happy about the result. You have to listen to you, trust me, you'll love it".
You felt safe in his arms, he was playing with your hair with one hand and with the other one he was rubbing your back. During this cuddles session, you just talked about random things and everything was just perfect and it helped to not think about the comments you read. After a while, Jack exclaimed "Baby, wait me here. I have to go to the bathroom but I'll be back soon". You just nodded your head and cuddled under the blankets.
"What's this?" Jack asked holding the towel with blood. Shit, how could you have forgot to hide that? Fortunately, he didn't see the razor. "It's nothing" you lied. He kneeled down next to the bed and mumbled "Wh- What happened?". You didn't talk but tears started to run down your face, you couldn't hold back them anymore. "Show me your wrist" he ordered but you shook your head. "Show me" he insisted. He grabbed your wrist and rolled up your sleeve and saw your cuts. His eyes filled with tears and you couldn't look at him, so you just stared at the ground. "Wh- Why?" he asked looking at you with a sadness in his face. "I- I'm s-sorry" where the only words you could pronounce. "You're sorry? I'm the one who's sorry. I didn't know you were cutting, but why?".
You took a deep breath and finally told him "It's because of the hate I get. They keep telling me you deserve someone else better than me, that you don't love me or that we're together because I'm looking for the fame. They call me ugly, bitch, fat and other words and -" He cut you off by kissing your lips gently and holding you tightly. You rested your head in the crook of his neck as you both cried.
"I'm so sorry. It's only my fault. I didn't know about these things. Why didn't you tell me?. You're hurting yourself only because of me." he cried but this time you tried to comfort him "That's not your fault. I didn't talk to you because I was scared of your reaction. Nobody wants a girl with scars"
He gently grabbed your wrist and kissed every scars you got, then he wrapped his arms around you and whispered into your ear "I would never leave you. Please, don't listen to those stupid hate comments, they're only jealous because they want us to break up or they want to hurt you. But you're strong, we're strong because I'm here by your side and I'll always be. I'll help you, we'll go though it together. What they said it's bullshit. You're so beautiful and I don't want anybody else, but you and only you because I love you so much. But promise me that when you feel upset, you just tell me even if I'm not here, call me because I don't want you to get hurt again, okay?. You smiled at his words and nodded your head. It was incredible because he made you feel better, he always knew how to cheer you up and that's why you love him so much. You just threw yourself into his arms where you felt really safe and you cuddled all night.
Jack did everything to help you and you have ever thought about picking up a razor.