Celebrity Interracial Imagines

Josh Richards x Reader

Dedicated to thatgardenfairy

WARNING: This Josh Richards x Reader contains a reader who's insecure. Please do not read this, if it will be too much for you to handle right now. Your health comes first.
  
   Y/N'S POV

  I needed to replace my entire wardrobe. I needed to go shopping first thing in the morning. What I was doing wasn't working. It just wasn't. I wasn't wowing anyone. I was giving everyone nightmares, literally.
  I walked into the bathroom and stopped in front of the mirror. Maybe I needed to change my hairstyle, too. My hair was just too simple right now. I mean, it couldn't hurt to change it, right?

  "N/N?"

  I turned around and looked at my boyfriend, Josh Richards.

  Josh ran his fingers through his hair, before he asked me,"Where's your phone?"

  I said,"I... don't know, actually. Why?"

  Josh sighed and said,"I've called you like three times, N/N."

  I kissed his nose and said,"I'm sorry, J. I'm all right, though. No need to worry about me."

  Josh motioned over to my closet and asked me,"What's going on in there?"

  I admitted to Josh,"I'm getting rid of everything. I'm changing my look."

  Josh asked me,"What's wrong with your usual look, N/N?"

  I said,"Everything, apparently. Your fans won't even let me breathe without criticizing my outfits in every single video that I make."

  Josh frowned, yet he asked me,"How long has that been going on, N/N?"

  I walked into the closet and said to Josh,"Ever since we first started dating, but don't worry, you're going to love everything that I'll pick out tomorrow. That's why I want you to come with me tomorrow."

  Immediately, Josh said,"No. I'm not going."

  I frowned and asked him,"Why?"

  Josh shook his head and said to me,"You're gorgeous in everything that you wear. You don't need to change your look just because my fans won't get over the fact that I'm serious about you. N/N, you're keeping everything in that closet."

  I chuckled and said,"J, you're cute, but I do need to change my look. My figure isn't the ideal figure, anyway, so I need to find better outfits to wear in public."

  Josh put his hand over his mouth, and I sat down on the floor. I began to look through my shoes, trying to see which ones I was keeping and which ones I was going to throw away.

  Josh sat down beside me and grabbed my hand saying,"No. I can't watch you do this, N/N. What you have is fine. I don't want you to change anything. Please just be you."

  I looked down and said to him,"I can't be me. People won't let me."

  Josh wrapped an arm around me and said to me,"You can be you. Who cares what they think? They don't even know you. I know you, N/N, and you're amazing. You're beautiful, and your figure's fine. I promise."

  Tears formed in my eyes, and he said to me,"Why don't you put on a fashion show of your own right here, at your place? I'll be your audience."

  I let my tears fall and said to him,"J, how is that going to help me?"

  Josh wiped my tears and replied,"I don't know. It might, but we won't know until you give it a try, right?"

  I asked him,"Do I get to have background music?"

  Josh chuckled and nodded saying,"Of course."

  I said,"Okay. I'll do it."

  Before Josh walked out of my closet, I said to him,"Josh? Promise me that you won't laugh at me."

  Josh's eyes softened, but he crouched down in front of me and gave me many kisses.

  Then, he kissed my forehead and said to me,"I won't laugh at you or talk about you behind your back. I promise."

  I said to him,"Thank you, J."

  He said,"You're welcome. Just don't take too long. I'm hungry."

  I smiled but told him,"I won't take too long. I promise."