Sam and Colby Imagines (requests open)

Sam// Jillian

I was waiting for Sam to get back. He was back in Kansas visiting his family. He would've brought me, but I had an interview for a new job on the day he was leaving. I miss him so much. I go to my bathroom to do my hair. Sam was coming back home today and I wanted to look nice. I look at myself. I'm disgusted. How does he even like me? I'm not skinny enough. Why can't I be skinnier? And all these stretch marks. They make me seem even bigger than I already am. "Why is he still with me. I'm not good enough." I out loud, a tear rolling down my cheek. "I need to lose weight." I add, pulling out my curling wand. I curl my hair, growing impatient. "Screw this! I already look bad enough." I hiss, turning off my curling wand. I grab a hair tie and put my hair into a messy bun. "that actually looks good." I say to myself, walking out of my bathroom. I go to my closet and grab my favorite pair of jeans, A pastel peplum with almost non-existent straps, and a pair of gold and sparkly strappy high heels. I put them all on, without messing up my hair, and then go to my jewelry box. I pull out a small, circular violet necklace (The necklace in the picture) and the pearl bracelet that Sam gave me for my birthday. I take a look at myself in the mirror. I let out an unhappy sigh. "I still look like shit. You can see how fat I am." I yell, angry that I can't look good. "You Look stunning Babe. You always do." Sam's voice whispers from behind me. I immediately turn around, hugging my boyfriend. "You're back!" I squeal, smiling like an idiot. "You look perfect." Sam says, twirling me around. "I look like shit." I say, turning around. "I'm too fat." I add, not even daring to look at Sam. "Are you crazy? You are absolutely perfect." Sam yells, startling me. "No I'm not." I say, looking at my body in the mirror. "I see nothing but a fat girl who doesn't even deserve the guy she has." I say, whispering the last part. "If anything. I don't deserve you. Look Jill. I honestly don't care what your weight is. I love you for you. and trust me you are NOT fat. Come here." Sam says, pulling me towards him and walking me in front of the full length mirror. "Want to know what I see?" Sam asks, hugging my waist. "I see a perfect girl with a flawless body. A girl that I don't deserve. A loving and Caring girl that I adore. A girl who is so so loved by many people. A definition of perfection. and standing next to that girl is me." Sam says, making me want to cry. Suddenly I see something that I haven't seen in a very long time. I see a body that I'm happy with. I body that I can accept. A body that I'm not ashamed of. I turn around in Sam's arms, looking directly into his eyes. "But I have so many scars and stretch marks." I say, curious as to what he'll say. "And I love every single one of those scars and stretch marks. They add to your beauty. Nothing you say will make me think you are ugly or not worth my time. I love everything about you Jillian." Sam says, his hands cupping my cheeks. I smile at Sam, a tear rolling down my cheek. "I missed you so much Sam." I whisper, resting my forehead on Sam's. "I missed you even more." Sam says, his hands leaving my waist. I look at him, confusion written all over my face. "I got you something while I was gone." Sam says, pulling something out of his jacket pocket. "Mhm?" I look directly into Sam's eyes to see him with a smile on his face. "I hope you like it." Sam says, handing me a wrapped box. I unwrap the box, opening it. It was a small ring with an almost tied knot on it. I look at him, completely confused. "It's a promise ring. I looked everywhere for it. Do you like it?" Sam asks, hope in his eyes. "I love it." I say as Sam slides the ring onto the ring finger of my right hand. "Why'd you dress up?" Sam asks, pulling me close. "I was going to go see Delilah. She wanted to hang out. But she canceled at the last minute. I still wanted to wear this though. I thought that when you got back we could go out. On a date. Haven't had one in a while." I say, burying my face int he crook of Sam's neck. "Sounds like a plan. Just let me get changed." Sam says, pulling away from me. "But first there's something I need to do." Sam says, cupping my face in his hands. His lips connect with mine. It was a tender and loving kiss. It just felt right to have him kissing me. Sam pulls away, running out of the room to get changed. Oh how I love my Sam.

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-I'm sorry It's late Jillian. But I hope you liked it. I reallllllyyyyyyy enjoyed making it.

~Whovian_1999