i picked apart every flaw on my face. the sudden breakout on my forehead, my oily t-zone, the fact that my dark circles were more visible. i looked at my body.
did i gain weight?
i sighed.
"why do i have to be so ugly?" i muttered to myself. i went to the closet and picked out one of yoongi's hoodies to wear and some black leggings.
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(for visual purposes lol)
i went to the kitchen and i grabbed a box of honey and oats and poured it into a bowl and i went to the fridge to get the milk.
(fyi if u pour milk b4 cereal, i'm suing you. 😤)
i took a spoon and ate all the cereal.
🧸🧸🧸
i know yoongi was gonna be in his studio so i went to go check on him.
i came up behind him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, burying my head into his hair, which had been sticking out in all types of directions.
i wished i could look as good as him in the morning. i wake up and look like an ogre, but yoongi looks like a fallen angel.
it's not fair.
"hi baby," i mumbled.
yoongi looked up a smiles. "morning~" he says. he pats his lap, signaling me to sit on it, so i do so.
i wrapped my arms around his waist and out my head against his chest.
he chuckles. "you look so cute, baby."
i frown.
he's lying to me...
yoongi imitates my expression by pouting.
"what's wrong, y/n?" he asked. "something bothering you?" he kissed my forehead.
"it's just that..." i start. "i feel so insecure today. and i'm not cute, yoongs..."
"aw, of course you are," he says. "i don't care if you're in a dress and makeup or if you're bare-faced and wearing my hoodies. you'll always be beautiful to me. and frankly, that hoodie looks better on you."
i hug him tighter and he hugs me back. "that was so sweet, yoongs," i said. "thank you. i love you so much."
"i love you too," he says. "hey, do you wanna go back to bed and snuggle?"
