Depressed Magcon Imagines

Nash

You woke up and the first thing you did was weigh yourself. You nervously stepped onto the scale, anxiously awaiting the number to pop up on the screen. You sucked in a breath as you saw numbers appear on the screen.

"90.0 pounds," you whispered to yourself with a sigh of relief.

You're 5'4, so 90 lbs was decent in your opinion, but still not good enough. Nash was coming home from his events today, and you had to make sure you looked good for him. All of his fans made it a point to tell you just how unattractive you were when you started dating him, so this was your way of proving them wrong. When Nash left 3 months ago, you were pushing 130lbs. Luckily, you have amazing self control. Over the last three months, you have only consumed 300 calories, which is 100 hundred calories month and 25 calories a week. For the past two weeks, all you have consumed is water because you wanted to shed a few more pounds quickly before Nash came home. You were worried that someone would notice, but your parents never even gave you a worried look. Your family was never the sit down dinner type of family, so if they didn't see you get yourself dinner, they figured you had grabbed it earlier.

After seeing the number on the scale, you went to your room to pick out your outfit for when Nash picked you up. You were going to spend the night at his and Cameron's place. You put on a mint green crop top and black high waisted shorts. You looked in the mirror and you happily noticed that the crop top showed off your new rib bones, and the shorts showed off your thigh gap. You finished getting ready, and then you checked your phone. You had a text from Nash.

"I'll be there in 30 minutes, babe. Love you!"

He sent that about a half hour before you checked your phone, so he would be arriving soon. You waited by the door, and when he pulled up you ran as fast as you could to him. He got out of the car and you jumped into him. He wrapped his arms tightly around your body, while you straddled your legs around his waist.

"I missed you so much, Nash! I'm so glad you're back." you said, a tear escaping your eyes out of happiness.

"I missed you too, (y/n). I love you so much. I'm so happy you're finally back in my arms."

You got off down after he said that and you two shared a passionate kiss. Then you drove to his and Cameron'a place. Cameron was gone visiting his family, so it was only you and him. You two were snuggled up in his bed cuddling and watching a movie when he heard your stomach growl. You coughed to try to hide it, but it only growled again.

"Well, it sounds like you're hungry. So am I. I'm going to order some pizza, is that good with you? We could always get something else if you don't want it." Nash said.

"Oh okay. That sounds great." you stammered out.

You didn't hide your uneasiness very well. You saw concern in Nash's eyes.

"Is everything alright, babe?"

"Yeah. I'm great." You said, trying your best to sound happy.

Nash ordered the pizza and you both went back to cuddling. There was a knock on the door and your heart started to beat really fast. You had no idea what you were going to do. You knew you wouldn't be able to eat it, especially not after two weeks of fasting. Nash got up and brought the pizza box back to his bed. He opened the box and immediately you wanted to run away.

"Let's eat!" Nash said happily.

He grabbed a piece and you just stared at the pizza. You couldn't make yourself grab a piece of pizza. Tears started filling your eyes and your hands began to shake.

"Baby what's wrong? Come here." Nash said as soon as he saw you.

He pulled you into his lap and held you tightly. He brushed his hands along your back and then pulled away as he felt your spine sticking out more than it used to.

"(Y/N), have you lost weight?" Nash said with worry written all over his face.

"Yes." you whispered, afraid of his reaction.

"H-how much?" Nash stammered out, matching your whisper tone.

"40 pounds"

"40 pounds! (Y/N), I have only been gone 3 months. When I first saw you today I noticed that you looked a lot skinnier, but I told myself I was just imagining things. There's only one way you could have lost that much weight. Baby, please don't tell me you've been starving yourself."

You nodded your head and squeezed your eyes shut, falling back into Nash's chest. He squeezed you tightly and lightly kissed your cheek.

"(Y/N), why? You're beautiful. You are absolutely perfect the way you are meant to be. Baby, it's not healthy for you to weigh so little. I love you, babe, and I promise you that you will always be beautiful and I will always love you. You have to stop starving yourself though, and I am going to help you. I know it'll be hard, but when it gets hard, I'll be here for you. I will always be here for you. I love you, (y/n)."

"I did it because of all the fans. I knew they were right when they called me fat, so I decided to change that. I wanted to be pretty, and I wanted to look good for you. I promise I will do my best to get better for you. Thank you for staying with me. I love you so much, Nash."

"You ARE pretty, (y/n), and you have always looked perfect to me. Now, I'm not going to make you eat pizza, but you do have to eat something. You stay here, and I'll bring you something."

Nash got up and you anxiously waited for him to come back. The thought of eating made you nervous. He walked though the door way with a tray of watermelon and carrots. He had cut up one piece of watermelon and five baby carrots. You ate them all, even though you didn't want to. When you finished the last bite, you looked up at Nash. He was smiling ear to ear and his blue eyes were sparkling.

"I'm so proud of you!" Nash said.

He pulled you into a big hug and then he lifted your chin and kissed you. You made out for a while and then fell peacefully asleep in each other's arms.