He stood in the bathroom half naked, staring himself down in the mirror. You stood by the door unseen quietly observing your boyfriend pick away at his flaws. “Luke?” You asked concerned as he sighed in discontent at his reflection. “Oh, (Y/N) I didn’t know you we’re home. How long have you been standing there?” He asked slipping on his shirt and brushing past you. “Long enough,” you say following him to your room,”why were you staring at yourself with no shirt on?” You ask trying to hide your giggle. “Nothing.” He mumbles clearly upset. “Bullshit.” You say firmly flopping down on your shared bed. Luke stays quiet as he shuffles to where you are, crawling in beside you. “Are you going to tell me or are you going to let it bottle up inside of you until you snap?” “You’re going to laugh at me or something.” “No I won’t. Now spill.” You pry. Luke sighs running his fingers through his blonde hair before holding out his pinky. “Promise?” “Promise.” You hook pinky’s and Luke lets out another shaky breath. “Idon’tunderstandwhyi’msouglyorwhyyouevenlikeme.” He blurts out quickly. “Okay, now say it so i’m able to understand you.” You giggle straddling his lap slightly. “I’m ugly and I don’t understand how someone as perfect as you could be attracted to me.” He says softly. “Are you joking? You think you’re ugly? For real? Name one thing about you that’s so repulsive.” “My acne.” He mumbles and you scoff. “Luke, I have it too.” You say pointing to your multiple black heads and red spots. “But you can cover it up if you wanted too,” he pouts voice cracking, “I have to live with the constant comments on my skin.” A tear slips down his cheek and you realize that he really is feeling insecure and it’s hurting him. “Who gives a shit?” You ask taking to fingers and tilting Luke’s head so his eyes meet yours. “I, personally, love your acne. It’s one of my favourite physical features about your face. Reminds me that you’re actually human and not some god sent to earth to destroy young females hearts.” Luke cracks a smile. “And, you wanna know what? Acne doesn’t last forever. Give it a couple more years and you be zit free.” You smile kissing his cheek. “How did I get so lucky to have such a perfect girlfriend?” Luke asks wrapping his arms tightly around you. “Nobodies perfect until you fall in love with them and lucky for you Hemmings, I’m head over heels.” You smirk before planting a soft kiss on your boyfriends chapped lip
