Insecure [Fluff]

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She looked at herself sadly. She didn't look the way she wanted to, she never had. There was always something that made her feel terrible about her appearance. 

"Joyce?" Hopper's voice sounded behind her. She'd forgotten that he'd come over for dinner. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Jim. I'm alright."

"Something is clearly bothering you, Joy. You didn't eat any food at dinner, and Pizza is your favorite... What's going on?"

"I told you, it's nothing."

"Are you starving yourself?"

"What? No-"

"Why didn't you eat, then?"

"I wasn't hungry."

"Why are you so upset right now? Am I bothering you that much?"

"No, it's not you..."

"Then what is it?" 

"I mean, look at me. Would you be happy if you were... this?" She gestured to herself, her eyes watering. 

"I would, yes. You are the most beautiful woman that I know, Joyce."

"You must know a lot of ugly women..."

"No, Joyce. You are gorgeous." She looked away from him, tears running down her face. "Hey, hey... Look at me, Joy." He gently tilted her head to face him and wiped the tears away. "You are perfect just the way you are; those things you look at as 'imperfections' are just some of the things that make you... you. I love you exactly how you are, and you should love yourself the same way."

She wiped the tears from her eyes and hugged Hopper as tight as she could. "Thank you, Jim. It means a lot. And I love you too."

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