Boyfriend Imagines

This is How I Know

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I looked in the mirror. My face looks disgusting! I had acne and I hate it! How could Y/N find me attractive? How could she want to kiss me with this on my face? She barely had any acne. And if she did you couldn't even notice it. She could do so much better than me but for some odd reason she's with me.

I continued to stare at my face. I heard the door crack open and Y/N step into the bathroom." Babe what are you doing?"

I sighed an looked at her." What's wrong with you?"

"What?" she laughed.

"What's wrong with you? You could do so much better than me."

"H/N what are you talking about?" she crossed her arms.

"I have all this disgusting stuff on my face. And you're with me."

"Your face is not disgusting. I like your face." She tapped my nose and smiled.

"Y/N.." I groaned.

"What?" she giggled.

"This isn't funny. How can you kiss me with this stuff?"

"Like this." She kissed me on my lips first then all over my face.

She led me to the couch and we sat down. She took my hands.

"I don't know why you freak out about this so much? It's not this bad."

"What are you talking about it's-"

"Stop. I promise you it's not that bad. And if you didn't have it then I wouldn't know you were human. I'd think you were some angel God let me have. This is how I know."

I looked at her and began to smile.

"I love you." I said.

"Well I love you too my angel." She pulled me in for a long passionate kiss.

SO I hope ya liked it. It was short sorry. :)