insecure; bp

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insecure
Boris is taking me on a date tonight and I had just gotten out of the shower. I walk into Boris and I's shared bedroom to see him sitting on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands.
"Boris? Baby, what's wrong"
He lifted his head up and looked at me. He was crying. He never cries.
"I'm so sorry baby." He says
"What are you sorry for?" I gently start rubbing his back to try and comfort him.
"I'm sorry for the way I look. I walk down the streets some days and people look at me like I'm a total freak. Like they can tell I use drugs and they're scared of me or something. I don't think I should take you out tonight. I don't want people looking at you the way they look at me."
Why would he even think that?
"Baby look at me." I say
"You are beautiful and I love you no matter what. Who cares what other people think? I'm not ashamed of you and I never will be. Sure you smoke and drink, and we do need to work on that but you are such a good person and I love you for that."
He starts crying again and I pull him in for a hug. We lay down on the bed and cuddle for the rest of the night.
"I love you." He whispers
"I love you too." I say with a smile.

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