Jared Gilmore Imagines

With Or Without | J.G.

Synopsis: The reader owns a pair of glasses but never uses them around people because she fears embarrassment.

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I laid spread on the bed sheets. A book laying in front of me, one of my elbows supporting all my weight as my right hand made sure to change the page frequently. My glasses framed my face, allowing me to see the tiny letters that made the phrases printed on the thin paper.

Page after page, information filing in my head. Some time around 30 minutes passed and still, I wasn't able to put the boo down. I was so into the book that I didn't notice Jared standing next to the door's frame, not until I heard him clear his throat. That was when I lifted my attention to what now was in front of me. 

"You own a pair of glasses?" he asked dumbfounded. "Oh my god you have glasses!" he excclaimed after realization hit him. He walked up to me excited and sat down on the bed, next to where I laid.

I felt his stare hard on me, and instantly, I felt my cheek heat up and turned my head slightly to the side. Insecurities and embarrassment soon overpowering everything else, millions of thoughts running through my head.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong?" his hand reached my chin, lifting my head until we were only inches apart. "You look adorable." he expressed, kissing the tip of my nose. "You're beautiful." he said, clearly noticing my reaction at someone seeing me with glasses. "With or without glasses." he finished, giving me a slow but meaningful kiss. 

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Author's Note: Wrote this in History class. Not as good but it's full of fluff.