Joven's Little Sister ( Wes x Reader)

Chapter 19

You were lying on the couch with d/n curled up on your lap. Wes had gone out to do something, he hadn't really told you specifics. You sighed, flipping through channels. There never seemed to be anything good on tv anymore.
"You bored too d/n?"
You said, scratching them being the ears. Blowing the hair out of your face, you got upfront scrounge around the kitchen for food.
"Hey Y/n, I'm home!"
You heard Wes yell from the doorway.
"I'm in the kitchen!"
You shouted back at him, happy to have something to do, finally. Your face was stuck in the fridge as you heard him walk into the room.
"I'm looking for food right now but before I was really bored. I was thinking maybe me could take the dog for a walk-your hair!"
You turned around in the middles of your sentence to look at him. His hair was... it was platinum blonde. He smiled at you.
"Do you like it?"
He questioned, looking slightly scared of your response. You walked towards him and touched it gently.
"I mean, it's different, but I think it suits you"
You say, hugging him tightly. You felt him let out a breath of air.
"I was so scared you wouldn't like it"
He tilted your chin up to kiss you softly on the lips. You smiled into and pulled away after a while.
"Anyways, what I was saying before. Could we take the dog on a walk or something? Maybe even just cuddle. I feel slightly tired"
He nodded.
"Cuddling sounds good"
You smiled up and him and kissed his cheek before going back to looking for something to eat. But then, as Wes went into the living room, you looked down at your stomach and decided you weren't hungry. Coming to think of it, you couldn't remember the last time you'd eaten. Your hands automatically went to feel your stomach.
"Still fat"
You mumbled to yourself. What you didn't see, was that Wes was still in the doorway, watching you. A tear slipped down his cheek.
"Y/n?"
He asked, moving towards you. Your head snapped up.
"Oh uh, aren't you getting the movie ready"
Tears continued to fall down his face as he moved towards you.
"Y/n, when was the last time you ate something?"
He asked, pulling you towards him.
"I um, I don't remember"
"Oh Y/n, why didn't I see this before."
You shook your head, pulling away from him.
"This is why I didn't want to tell you, I didn't want to hurt you it's just.. I'm not good enough for you Wes. I look in the mirror and question why you ever chose me. My stomach sticks out, my eyes are the wrong color, my hair is just.. not right. I can't do anything without screwing it up. And I don't know why you're still here"
You broke down sobbing, turning away from him and putting your head in your hands.
"Y/n, none of that is true. When I look at you, I see perfection. I see a girl who is beautiful in every why. I love how your eye sparkle when you're excited, I love the way your hair frames your face just right, and your body, your body is perfect. I love everything about you, and it hurts me to see you treat yourself this way. If anything, I should be the one who feels not good enough for you."
You felt your eyes dry slightly, and turned around to wrap your arms around him and cry into his chest.
"Wes, I'm so sorry"
He kissed the top of your head
"It's ok sweetheart, I'm here"
You continued to cry for a while.
"You still up for cuddles?"
He asked you, smiling down at your tear stained face.
"Always"