Eddsworld x Reader ☆Done!!!☆

□Confidence□ Matt x reader

Oreo_Kitten has given me the great ideas for the last couple of oneshots I've written and honestly...

How are you so creative?

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■Reader pov■

Why did I have to be stuck with him?

Edd had left with Tom to go on an adventure, and I was left with the narcacisstic ginger.

I hated him, because he had all the confidence I wish I had. My self esteem was lower than my rank in any beauty list in my mind.

I was jealous of his ability to love himself, where I hated my appearance with a fiery passion.

My h/c hair was too wild/flat all the time, s/c skin never seeming clear and e/c eyes dull.

I wore foundation over my slight eye bags, and blemishes or uneven tones. Mascara covered my lashes and made them look better.

I didn't even appreciate my body, it's shape wasn't perfect like others and I was conscious to wear my loose hoodie.

Currently, I was sitting in the living room and snapchatting linnea about my inner wars.

She encouraged me, along with my other friends summer and callie, but I always assumed it's because we're friends.

A ragged sigh escaped my lips as earlier mentioned ginger strutted into the room, and I gripped a mug of coffee I had.

I never really slept right, so I drank coffee to keep breathing.

(^ actually me ^ :'> I'm scared to sleep)

Matt plopped next to me, and I caught him sneaking glimpses of me with his mirror.

"What?" I hissed at him, his sapphire eyes widened at my harsh tone, I could see each freckle on his stunned face.

"I'm admiring myself." He hummed and my mind cracked and I tighten my grip on the coffee mug.

"Don't turn that damn mirror towards me." I mutter, looking at my coffee with great interest.

"Why not?" He asked and I broke.

I stood quickly, nearly spilling my coffee and turning a cold e/c glare to the ginger.

"Because my self esteem is low enough already, unlike yours which is through the fucking roof." I hissed with malice.

"I've never liked my face and I never will, that's why I hate you is because somehow you have the uncanny ability to love yourself so much and for once I wish I could do that." My voice began to crack.

"I'm just a piece of ugly shit that needs to put on more makeup and act confident." I said, almost crying now.

My e/c eyes widened in realization and a shaky hand moved to run through my h/c locks.

"Sorry. I'm just... really tired lately." I sighed, shaking slightly from my outburst.

"Oh no, it's ok!" Matt smilEDD at me and I gave him a faint smile in return.

"I guess that's what I like so much about you, you're just perfect and it's like you know it." I said before blushing profusedly at my statement.

His eyes widened and he stood, setting his mirror down on the couch. I jumped when he hugged me, warmth seeping into me.

He picked me up with ease, being the tallest of the group and sat me on his lap on the couch.

I buried my face into his hoodie clad chest, still blushing at my mistake. His arms wrapped around my waist and I wrapped mine around his neck.

(All I can see is reader chan strangling him and yelling 'fucking narc!- *satellite falls on peach*)

A soft kiss was placed on my cheek with care, like I was an easily broken piece of glass.

"I think you're the most beautiful thing ever." Matt's voice rang as his breath tickled my neck.

I mumbled profanities into his chest and he laughed, snuggling me tighter.

"I love you too."