You feel ugly

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You wore your usual lounging around clothes and had you hair tied up into a messy bun. Your face free of makeup because it was just one of those days. You were with your boyfriend, Luke, and he was annoyingly taking really unflattering pictures of you from a very low angle. He quickly snapped one of you yawning and a loud and obnoxious laugh erupted from him. "Luke stop it!" You yelled.

He swiveled his head to look at you as his smile faded, "What's wrong with you?" He asked. "I already know I'm ugly so I don't need you taking pictures to prove it okay." You spoke firmly. You turned your attention to your phone and scrolled through something you really didn't care about.

"You're not ugly, y/n." Luke assured you. You shook your head, "Some people beg to differ." You shot back. Suddenly you felt your phone being yanked from your gasp and tossed to the side. A body crawled on top of you as you called out in protest, "Luke be careful that's my phone. Not to mention expensive phone."

He shushed you and pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, "Don't you ever say you're ugly again. Y/n, you're easily the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I'll delete the pictures if you want me to. Honestly I was just trying to be funny that's all." He told you. You leaned up and kissed his lips chastely, "Sorry I didn't mean to get so snappy on you." You apologized. He nodded, "It's okay. You can make it up to me. But first, I want to make you feel beautiful." He cooed into your ear.

You felt his warm lips collide with the skin where your jawline and ear met and your spine shivered. He always knew right where to get you. His hand grazed over your thigh gently and you let out a small giggle, "That tickles." You commented.

"I love your laugh." He whispered against your skin. He moved up to you lips and kissed them softly, "I love your lips." He spoke. He moved up to your nose and planted his lips on the tip, "And your nose." He said causing you to smile. "Oh and can't forget that smile of yours." He winked.

He dipped down and nipped at the skin over your collarbones as your fingers tangled in his blonde hair. Suddenly you felt his hips press into yours and you let out a moan, "Luke." You breathed. "And I especially love the way you say my name."

Ah this one was shitty im sorry love me

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