❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥Wrong Intentions(Bad Era)♥

A/N: This is a request from Moonwalker1999x.............I apologize if it wasn't as you'd liked it.

I really did try.

Anyways, I shall shut my mouth and let ya read the story!
Enjoy! ♥

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"Michael, I'm sorry......can we not tonight?" you say as your eyes begin to tear up a little, pushing him off of you.

"Is everything okay?" he asks, his voice laced with concern as he obliges. "(Y/N)..." he whispers. "Baby...why are you crying?"

"I just..." you shake your head, turning over so that your back is facing him - cuddling your blanket close to your chest. "I'm just tired,"

"(Y/N).."

"Just go to sleep, Michael,"

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"So you guys didn't get...." Luisa wiggles her eyebrows as you keep your eyes on the floor. "Get intimate last night?"

"No," you breathe whilst shaking your head.

You fiddle with your fingers as your tense form remains perched atop the sofa in your best friend's flat. A slight gasp escapes your lips as you continue to think about your current dilemma.

What dilemma you ask?

Recently, you've been feeling rather rotten about your physique - more so, your chest area. For some unanticipated reason, you've grown to feel that your assets are not adequate enough to appear appealing. Despite that fact that you and Michael have been dating for quite some time now - you're extremely insecure about your chest and now that it's begun to start bugging you...you've even gone to the point where you deny physical intimacy with him.

Michael's done his best to understand you; considering that he doesn't find physical intimacy a must with you. Although....he is starting to feel a little worried as the two of you haven't been intimate for over a month. He loves you and he simply wants to figure out what's been bothering you.

Nevertheless, you've been seriously considering getting a surgical procedure done to enhance your breasts - so as to make them bigger. In your opinion, Michael would find you more irresistible with a larger bust. This ideology has been brought upon by the constant observations as to what type of women Michael tends to spend his time with - whether they be workmates or friends.

And the only pattern you've noticed?

They all have larger chests than you.

Now, your bust wasn't too small - in fact, it was pretty average when taken into proper consideration; however, you'd always tended to compare yourself to others, therefore winding yourself up in such a predicament.

"Come on (Y/N)!" Luisa attempts a cheery tone, sitting herself down next to you. "You have to get over this!"

"Get over what?" you snarl a little as the frustration builds up within you. "The fact that I may not be as sexually appealing to my own boyfriend as his other female friends are?!" 

"But that's not what it is!" Luisa exclaims. "Besides, Michael's always said he adores your body...right?" she raises an eyebrow - her question coming off as more of a rhetorical one. "So what the hell are you complaining about?"