today is one of those days. you're wearing lounge clothes with no makeup and your hair in a messy bun. you're sitting on the couch with a pillow in your lap. colby is sitting on the opposite side of the couch.
out of the corner of your eye you can see colby snapping some pictures of you, probably unflattering cause you were yawning.
"colby stop!" you say annoyed cause you don't feel cute rn
he drops his phone and his smile instantly faded "what's wrong with you?" he asked
"nothing just don't take pictures of me right now." you snap back and storm off upstairs
you go into the bathroom and lock yourself in. you look in the mirror and then tears start to fall
he's gonna post those pictures
what does he actually think of me?
am i pretty enough?
thoughts storm through your head as you cry against the wall.
"baby what's wrong?" colby starts jiggling the door handle "did i do something?" "come on y/n open the door please"
you hesitate to open the door cause you don't want him to see you like this but you twist the lock so he can get in.
"hey what's the matter?" he sits on the floor with you at eye level but you continue to sob. "just breathe it's okay" he wipes some tears from your cheeks
"a-am i ugly?"
"what!"
"am i.."
he cuts you off "i heard you. why the hell would you think that? you're easily the prettiest girl i have ever seen. it hurts me that you even think that." he lifts up your chin gently "
"p-promise?" you stutter
"cross my heart and hope to die." he pulls out his pinky to pinky promise.
"i love you." he kisses your forehead "and i love your nose" he moves down to your nose and kisses the tip, then leaves a trail of kisses to your neck and under your ear then you let out a giggle cause it tickles
"and i love that smile of yours" he grins then smashes his lips to yours
"im sorry." you say quietly
"for what?!"
"for snapping at you. i didn't mean to be bitchy"
"oh yeah i took those pics of you downstairs cause i thought you looked cute that's all. i can delete them if you want"
"its okay you don't need to delete them"
you sit in silence for a couple seconds and eventually you lock into each others eyes and he's in awe. "i love everything about you y/n. you're perfect." he grins and pulls hair behind your ear
"you're perfect too mr brock"
shitty ending agh i'm sorry
