5SOS Imagines

You're insecure // prefrence

YOOO I'm sorry I haven't updated I've been so busy bUT.... I promise I'll update a lot.
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Ashton:
"You really gonna leave that shirt on?" He whispers and you chew on your lip and hang your head low before shrugging.
"Yeah, I guess." The lamp light that shines on the two of you already makes you insecure and it's a big step even having the lights on.
"Baby, you don't have to," he kisses your neck gently and slides his hands under your band tee, settling his hands on your waist and feeling on your curves lovingly. "I love your body and I want you to be comfortable with it." You sigh heavily and close your eyes tightly.
"I'm not ready yet..."
"Whenever you are," he laughs lowly. "I'll be here, because you should love your body and your belly and your legs and your arms. I mean I do, I really really do," he grins. "Just let me love you, okay?"
"Okay."
Calum:
You pull on the short shorts that you had bought and peek at yourself in the full body mirror. The old cuts on your legs were way passed healed but not invisible, and though your whole outfit is nice you don't quite want to step out of the house with them on.
Calum walks into the bedroom with a PacSun bag and watches as you tug down the shorts repeatedly to see if you can hide them. "Y/N?"
"Yeah?" You turn and face him.
"You okay?" He arches a brow and walks closer to you after setting the bag on the bed. "You look beautiful, by the way. Even though, that's every day." You roll your eyes with a small smile and peer down at the floor in attempts to hide your blushing.
"I'm fine, can I borrow a pair of your basketball shorts? I ran out of clothes."
"Those shorts are cute."
"But my legs," you look up at him. "They're ugly."
"No they're not, they're pretty and your scars don't matter. They're your past, they show that you fought and survived. No one'll make fun of you, I promise. If anyone asks you don't even have to answer. You look beautiful, Y/N. I'll be by your side the whole time, please?"
"Fine.."
Luke:
"I honestly don't want to go," you sit on the hotel bed and start taking off your heels. He blinks hardly and takes a seat beside you.
"Why not?"
"Because I'm ugly! They're going to be taking pictures on that damn red carpet and I'm not ready for a date like this Luke! I'm not 'it'!" You exclaim with air quotation marks and try your best to hide your anxiety.
"You're beautiful," he furrows his eyebrows and tilts his head so he can get a better look of your face, since you're avoiding his. "Don't ever let me hear you say you're ugly again.." He frowns and chews on his lip ring. "Inside and out you're gorgeous...I can't believe you're saying those dumb ass lies."
"Well, I am ugly and I'm not going."
"Um, yes my hot girlfriend is coming as my date so the whole world can see her beautiful face sooo put on your heels and help me tie my tie." You grow silent for a while and finally adjust your seating to face him, adjusting his tie and putting on your heels. "Ahhh! That's what I like to see!" He smiles happily and you laugh a little, shoving him a little lightly before muttering,
"Idiot."
Michael:
"I want to tell everyone now," Michael says slowly. "About us."
"No," you whisper and play with your fingers. "Don't."
"Why not? I want to show you off to everyone. Like, I got someone as hot as you and-I'm ugly," you cut him off and his eyes widen im pure shock.
"Take that back," he says seriously and you shake your head.
"I can feel it already, the hate that I'm going to get for my weight, my hair, my boring eyes, my lips, my skin...everything."
"That's not true at all, the fans are like family and they know where they stand. Sure, you'll get hate, I get it too for my wacky hair colors but, so? They'd be wrong to say anything about you, you're the cutest most beautifulest human on the planet."
"Beautifulest isn't a word."
"I don't care!" He shouts with a big smile. "You're stunning, don't let anyone tell you that you're not."
"Mikey...you're the most beautifulest boyfriend in the world...I love you. And! If you want to tell them...then I guess I'm ready."