PRETTYMUCH smuts/ imagines

insecurities- ZK

I stare in the mirror at my body. right now I'm just wearing spandex and a sports bra because I just got done working out. I've been working out for months and feel like I haven't made any progress. actually I feel like I've just gained even more weight. I honestly hate my body so much.

I examine every part of my gross body. I have a few unwanted layers of belly fat that I've been trying to get rid of for a while, a double chin that makes me look even more fat than I already do, and my thighs are covered in ugly stretch marks. I feel tears on the brim of my eyes because of how ugly I feel in my own skin.

I heard the front door open and my boyfriend Zion set his keys down on the table. I quickly wiped the tears away as I heard him coming up the stairs. I grabbed my phone and laid down on my bed, trying not to make it noticeable that I was crying. Zion comes in my room and throws his bag down.

"uuugggghhhh why does Brandon have to be such a pain in the ass?" he whines as he flops on the bed. I giggled at how goofy he is, then sniffled, giving away that I was crying. shit. he immediately sits up and looks at me. "have you been crying?" he questions. I didn't respond, I just sat there. "y/n please talk to me."

"why do you like me?" I whispered. "what do you mean?" he looked at me with worry in his eyes. "like, why do you stick around? I'm fat and ugly and gross. you could do so much better." I turned away from Zion so he couldn't see me crying. he put his hand on my shoulder and lightly turned me over so I was looking at him again.

"babygirl you are not fat and most certainly not ugly. I see thousands of girls every night at the shows and just every day around the city and you are by far one of the most beautiful girls I've ever laid my eyes on. and I don't care that you aren't the skinniest girl in LA, I just care that you're healthy. there are millions of girls in this world and you are definitely my favorite. I love you so much and don't ever want you to feel bad about yourself." he leaned over and kissed me.

he started to move down to my neck and pulled the blankets off of me. I quickly grabbed them and pulled them back up, not wanting Zion to see how bad I looked right now. "no baby, let me do this." he slowly pulled the blankets down again to reveal my hideous body. I finally gave in and let him do his thing. he got down to the bottom of my stomach and stopped only for a second to take my spandex off. he kissed my stretchmark covered thighs, then moved right to my core. he started eating me out, filling me with pleasure.

he stuck a finger, then two in along with his tongue. I started running my hands through his hair as I felt a knot form in my stomach. "Zion I-I'm gonna c-cum." you moaned. "do it baby." he whispered, sending you ever the edge. he licked my juices up, then stood up and took his shorts and boxers off. I started to get up to return the favor, but he stopped me and laid me back down. "no this is about you babygirl. I'm here to show you how beautiful you are, and how much I love you."

he lined himself up at my entrance and entered me slowly, giving me time to adjust to his size. he started moving in and out, making me moan. he picked up the speed a little once I adjusted, but not by much. he was keeping slow, unlike his usual roughness. honestly, I liked it. it was comforting. we stayed like this for a little bit before I felt him twitch then let go inside of me, I let go shortly after. he pulled out and laid down next to me.

"I love you so much y/n. you are beautiful, don't let anyone tell you differently. and I don't want to ever hear you talking bad about yourself ever again. got it?" he asked as he pulled me closer to him.

"got it." I smiled and cuddled my head against his chest. "and I love you too, Caleb Zion Kuwonu."

what did I do to deserve such an amazing person like Zion in my life?