Brendon Urie Imagines | Volume 1

Imagine 19 | Insecure

A/N: Hey guys! So this was a requested imagine and I've also thought about writing an imagine like this before so why not?!

Enjoy!

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You stood there, looking at yourself in the mirror. You turned sideways seeing if your stomach was too pudgy or not.

You stared at your face through the mirror, looking at your eyes, nose, mouth.

Was this normal? To be this insecure?

You felt like a teenager again.

You once again stared at your facial features.

Are my eyes the color he likes? Does my nose look like a witch? Is my hair not the right color?

Whatever it was you insecure about it.

"Babe? Are you almost done in there?" Brendon called as he knocked on the bathroom door.

You and Brendon were going out on a double date with Linda and Spencer.

"Yeah, just a minute." You called back.

You kept staring at yourself in the mirror, checking for anymore insecurities.

The bathroom door opened and you stepped back from the mirror.

"Babe, you okay? You've been in here almost two hours." Brendon had a concern look on his face.

"I-I'm fine." You say.

You walk past Brendon but he grabs your wrist and turns you around to face him. He puts his hands on your waist and pecks your lips.

"You can tell me anything, baby." He smiled at you.

"I just...you know what? It's nothing." You shake your head.

"It's something." Brendon raised an eyebrow at you.

"Am I as pretty as her?" You ask Brendon.

"Who?" He asks.

"Sarah." You reply.

"Babe, she's in the past. She's different than you. You're beautiful. Why? Are you having doubts?" He questions.

You nod.

"Baby, look," He turns you around to face the mirror. "Look at you, you're stunning. Your hair, eyes, nose, mouth, everything I love. I love your curves and I mean, just everything." He kisses your neck sweetly and you lean back into his chest.

"I love you." You whisper.

"I love you too."