solby oneshots

you're perfect

i pushed my brown hair out of my face, frowning at myself in the mirror. i hated the way i looked and lately it had made me feel super down because i felt so insecure. i pulled my hoodie up sadly and looked at the belly i had grown. i looked down at my legs and saw the fatness of them. how thick my thighs had become. i was about to start on about my face, when i was interrupted.
"colbs, you in there?" a knock sounded at my door, followed by sam's voice. me and sam had been dating for years, and this was the longest we'd gone without seeing eachother.
"yeah, come in," i frowned, still looking in the mirror. i looked at him in the mirror, him looking right back.
"you ok? you haven't come out once in the last two days," sam said, sounding pretty sad.
"i-i'm ok," i mumbled, turning around to look at him.
"you're not ok, i can tell. what's going on?" he sighed, sitting on my bed and patting next to me for me to sit. i nodded and sat next to him with a shaky sigh.
"i-i don't know what's going on, really.. i just don't feel good about myself. i hate the way i look at the moment. i just feel so.. ugly. and fat. look at this," i pulled my jumper up slightly, him sighing.
"colbs, you're far from fat or ugly. you're skinny! and you're a sexy mother fucker," he chuckled, making me laugh. first time i'd laughed in a few days.
"look at my thighs though," i sighed after a moment. they were spread out on the bed as i sat, making them practically double in size.
"even mine do that, and i'm almost underweight. you're perfect, colby," he looked over at me with a sad smile.
"i wish i felt perfect," i frowned, bringing my knees up to my chest.
"i'm not saying it's an overnight thing, where you wake up feeling confident, but you should feel perfect. you should feel comfortable in your own skin. go and get dressed into some clothes you feel confident in," sam smiled.
"b-but i don't feel confident in anything?" i whined, looking over at him.
"how about, i pick you out some clothes, you put them on and say how good you look, see how good you look. because, no cap, you're hot, you're perfect, you're super sexy, you're literally amazing," his words made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
"ok," i smiled weakly, him raising his eyebrows at the slight smile. i giggled and grinned, him chuckling happily and walking over to my wardrobe.

sam took his time picking out my clothes, but eventually came to a decision and handed them to me. i looked through them and instantly regretted agreeing to this.
"sam, i-i don't know if this is such a good idea anymore.." i whined. he'd picked out black, ripped jeans that hugged my legs tightly, a black formal button up shirt, a few rings and a few chains.
"c'mon, do it for me?" he asked, frowning playfully. i couldn't say no to him, honestly.
"fine, but get out whilst i change," i giggled softly, standing up next to him.
"but i'm in here half the time when you get changed?" he tilted his head to the side, looking over at me.
"please," i mumbled looking up at him. he nodded sadly and walked out, standing outside the door. i laid out the items on my bed, pulling my hoodie over my head slowly. i looked in the mirror and tried to think positively. my v-line was still visible. i turned to the side. my stomach wasn't that big. i sighed and shook my head, taking my joggers off. i grabbed the jeans and sighed shakily, pulling them up and over my legs. i did the button up with a tiny stretch, doing the zipper up. i looked in the mirror and looked at how the jeans hugged me. i couldn't tell if it was just my mind saying it or if it was true, but my legs honestly just looked fat. i shook my head softly and picked up the shirt, pulling it on and doing up the buttons from the bottom to the top, leaving the top three undone.
"you can come in now," i mumbled, sam walking back in.
"holy shit, you look amazing!" sam grinned, walking over to me as i put the rings and chains on.
"do i?" i said doubtfully, looking in the mirror with a frown.
"yes, you do. tell me something good about how you look," he sighed, hugging me from behind in the mirror.
"i don't know.." i looked at myself with a frown, putting my hands over his on my stomach.
"colby," he sighed, turning me around to face him.
"hmm? oh-," i giggled, him pressing his lips against mine softly.
"i love you. i missed you these past two days. if you ever feel like this again, you tell me, ok? look," he pointed to me in the mirror, me looking over my shoulder, "the jeans make your ass look even better than it already does," he turned me around, "the black brings out the blue in your eyes. you look super fucking sexy in that outfit. you can see your pecs. undo a couple more, you see your abs. your legs look long, and skinny, seriously colby, you're perfect. not to mention your hot, veiny, muscly arms," he chuckled, pulling me around into another kiss.
"i love you," i giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him.

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