"Babeeeeeeee", Michael whined from the bed that you both shared.
"Whattttt", you said mockingly, while also putting on eyeliner.
"Come back to bed! You were warm"
"I have to get ready for your meet and greet with the fans, I don't wanna look like a horse", you said rolling your eyes.
As you finished up the last 'flick' of your eyeliner, Michael grabbed your wrist lightly and made you stand up.
"You don't look like a horse! You are the most beautifully stunning person that I have ever met"
You gave him an amused laugh "Sure I am Mikey", yoy said begining to sit down again.
"Nonononono! Listen to me!", Micheal said. He then grabbed both of your hands and held them in his.
"Y/N look at me.", he said calmly.
You slowly looked up at him, unsure about what he was to say next.
"Okay, now that I have your full attention...", he paused and pulled you in front of a full mirror, "What do you see?"
"I see someone who really needs to do their hair and possibly loose some weight", you said sighing.
"Now i'm going to tell you what I see. Okay, for starters. You are the perfect size, you are gorgeous without your makeup. Please don't ever call yourself ugly, or fat because none of it's true. If you'd open your eyes, like I did mine. You'd realize that you are literally perfect", he said, standing behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist. You turned around to face him and rested your head in his chest.
"I love you Y/N."
"I love you too."
