Why don't we Imagines//Requests Open

J.M. Perfect

⚠️Trigger warning this chapter contains y'all about eating disorders specifically anorexia and self hate. If this makes you feel uncomfortable at any time please don't read this chapter I love you and you are all perfect⚠️

You stand in your bedroom looking at the mirror picking at your appearance.

All through middle school and high school you had struggled with self image resulting in you having anorexia.

Jonah was the only person that could make you feel beautiful he always made sure you knew how beautiful you were no matter what.

Sometimes you would stay up scrolling through Instagram wishing that you looked like these girls. Aching to be the image of 'perfect' many girl portrayed on social media.

Now here you stand in the mirror while Jonah was picking up your dinner.

You pick at the skin on your thighs and arms wishing you were smaller. Tears brim in your eyes as you relive the memories from your teenage years.

Throwing away dinners,picking at your food then feeding to your family dog under the table while your parents didn't pay attention. The constant calorie counting thinking anything over 60 calories would make you gain 10 pounds.

You sink to the floor and start crying uncontrollably. You didn't want to live like that ever again.

You hear the bedroom door open you quickly wipe the tears away and stand up to face the person standing at your bedroom door.

Your eyes were red and so was your face from crying. "Y/n what's wrong?" Jonah asks softly you shake your head and shove past him then walk down the stairs to the kitchen.

You sit at the table and exhale "What's wrong?" He says placing his arm on your shoulder. "I was just criticizing the way I look and then I remembered everything that happened in highschool. It made me upset because I don't want to go through that again." You say looking at your feet.

"Aw baby" he says then he hugs you "Y/n you are the most perfect girl on this planet. You are so,so beautiful. The amount of girls that come up to me at meet and greets and just in public and they say 'y/n is so pretty' or 'y/n is so beautiful you are so lucky'. I don't understand how you can hate the person I love the most" he says to you and you give a small smile.

"I love you too" you say and he kisses your forehead then you two have dinner together.