Band One Shots (Request)

Beautiful (Cricky) *

Ok so Cricky smut was requested by gia-paul I wasn't sure how to write this so I kind of did a plot and tried to go into as much detail as I can, hope you like it :)
Band - Motionless In White
Pairing - Cricky (Chris x Ricky)
Warning - Smut

Ricky POV

You are worthless, pathetic, disgusting echoed through my mind. All the emotions that I feel of myself. I don't even know why I feel like this about myself.

I squeeze my eyes shut trying to silence my tears as I lay on a spare bed in Chris' house as I knew he was probably asleep in the next room. Speaking of Chris....he's the person I imagine saying these insults to me, although he has never said anything like that to me ever....maybe it's because I love him, maybe it's because I know he will never love me back.

I hugged myself as my body felt jumpy as I began to quietly sob to myself. I bit my lip trying to silence my pathetic cries. As the tears began to calm down, I began to feel my eyelids droop as I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to darkness...lights where turned out. I picked up my phone that lay beside my bed to see it was only 1:10am, I wasn't asleep for very long then. My eyes felt sore from the crying and my body felt weak.

I sat up in bed slowly climbing out to head to the linked bathroom. I switched on the light, cringing at the sudden brightness that I have not seen for a couple of hours.

I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyeliner was smudged around my eyes as black trails were left down my cheeks from the crying. My hair was a little messy and I was wearing one of Chris' long sleeve shirts it so long it kind of exposes one of my shoulders on one side.

"Ugly" I muttered to myself. I kept my head down as I continued. It kind of felt good to let out how I feel about myself out in the open. "Disgusting, pathetic, worthless, waste of space"

"Beautiful" spoke a soft voice. My eyes widened and I looked up in the mirror to see Chris standing at the door. I kept still as I watched him walk into the bathroom and stand behind me. "You're beautiful" he repeated.

I shook my head "no I'm not Chris" I whispered. "Why are you saying horrible untrue things about yourself?" He asked me.
"Because they are true....no one would ever love me" I muttered. I could feel a lump in my throat but I ignored it.
"Who wouldn't love you?" He asked.

"You" I whispered. I closed my eyes as I didn't want to see how he reacted to my confession. "Ricky look at me" he whispered.

I shook my head as I felt tears begin to trickle down. I felt his hand touch under my chin "Ricky baby look at me" he whispered as I felt him turn me around.
"I-I love you Chris" I began to sob, keeping my eyes shut, it was too late to deny how I felt for him, he would be able to see through the lies.
"I know"
"No! No you don't! You don't love me the way I d-" I was silenced by Chris' lips touching mine.

I paused before kissing back. It felt like all my fears disappeared, without sounding cheesy I felt butterflies. Softly we pulled away from each other. I slowly looked up at him and he gave me a soft smile, wiping away the tears from my face. "I love you Ricky" he whispered to my lips before kissing them again.

As we continued to kiss I felt his hands travel down my body causing me to feel goosebumps at his touch. I gasped as he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He placed his hands around my waist and on my back as we began walking out the room.

We where heading into Chris bedroom. Lights where out in his room and he walked over, placing me down on the soft bed. He climbed onto the bed above me as he just looked at me.