type: sad fluff
bottom! jack ; top! zach
tw: harmful thoughts;
dt: my beb -sebbystan
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zach knew that he shouldn't listen to what people say about him and his body. he was happy with his body.
or at least he used to be.
it started a few months ago, when the band page posted a picture with all of their shirts off in a huge stadium that they used as a m&g setting. he tried his best not to look, knowing that he looked different than the rest of the boys. (he really didn't, and if u disagree u suck)
it was late the same night the photo was posted, the bus rolling smoothly down the road. jack was asleep on top of him, face tucked into the nape of zach's neck, his soft breath hitting his skin. jack has told him countless times to just ignore the comments the best he could, zach was perfect in his and real fans eyes. but he couldn't help himself.
zach looks like he's gotten a little chubby.
i wonder what happened to zach. the boys go to the gym all the time , why isn't he as toned as the rest of the boys?
his arms look funny. like they're too big for his body.
this one is the one that hurt him the most
am i the only one that notices that when they share hoodies, they're nice and baggy on the others, but tighter fitting on zach?
tears welled up in his eyes as he turned his phone off and completely deleted his social media's.
"zach stop. you aren't a crier. you never cry over this shit. it's nothing" . and he pushed his feelings down. because real men don't cry
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jack could tell somethibg is up. zachs been acting differently. he could tell when the boys would go out to eat after their show, how zach would start to order a soda drink, and decide to get water. or how he would look at everyone else before completely deciding what he would want to order, which usually ended up being a salad ( on good days he would get a grilled chicken salad ).
"baby are you okay?" jack asked softly to his boyfriend across the table, noticing his lack of interest in the meal in front of him
"yeah. i'm okay" he looked up to meet the worried look of his lover, jack obviously not believing a word he was saying. "really. i'm okay."
jack calls bullshit. zachs never had a problem with finishing his dinner ( not like it's a bad thing of course) but it was very unlikely that he couldn't finish his small salad without still being hungry.
"common boys, we have meet and greet soon"
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jack was beyond worried for his boyfriend standing next to him. he saw the way he looked at the other boys. he saw how he constantly checks his comments, screenshots some of them. he so badly wanted to ask him. he figured if it was ad big of a deal as he thinks it is, zach will surly tell him.
"time for vocal warmup, be ready to go on stage in 10" their manager randy suddenly said from the door way, pulling both jack and zach out of their thoughts.
"you promise you would tell me if anything was bothering you, right?" jack asked quietly, afraid of his answer.
zach looked over at him and gave him a half smile, "of course baby"
jack looked in his eyes for a second before pecking his lips, and getting in with the other boys for their warm up.
zach knew it wasn't right to lie to him. but, was he really lying? what they're saying is mostly true. (it defiantly wasn't, and he was lying)
he wasn't really in check with the warm up, maybe physically. but not mentally. his mind was swarming with the harmful comments under his post.
he needs to loose some of the chub.
he's gotten chubby. and isn't that attractive anymore.
maybe if he lost weight he would fit in with the rest of them more.
he let out a muffled whimper, suddenly standing up and bolting out of the room ignoring the confused glances from his boyfriend and band mate.
"what happened?" jonah whispered over to jack as he kept sending worried glances towards the door.
"i don't know. he's been acting funny recently. he hasn't told me anything" jack frowned a little. "i'm going to go talk to him"
jack walked out of the door, hearing muffled sobs coming out of the room next to them.
"zachy? bub are you in here?" jack asked softly through the closed doors.
his eyes went wide as he heard something bang, quickly opening the door to find zaxh on the floor, now sobbing harder as he cradled his hand.
"zach! oh my god!"
jack quickly got next to him and pulled him into his arms. he didn't care that his shirt was getting stained with zachs tears. he didn't care that they had to be on stage in just a few minutes. all he cared about was his boyfriend of four years laying against him as he sobbed.
"why do you love me?" zach suddenly asked quietly, his tears slowly coming to a stop.
"because you're my everything. you've brought me out from my worst, and brought me back to my best. you've shown me what it feels like to truly be loved. you love me and prove it with everything in you. you do everything for me, without me even asking"
"do you think i've gotten chubby"
"no baby. and even if you have you're perfect in my eyes. if you were to loose weight, you would be perfect in my eyes. no matter how big, small, tall or short you are, you'll always be my zach"
jack looked down at zach, his eyes holding a certain fond to them. he gently kissed his forehead and kept his hand moving slowly against his back.
"are you going to tell me what happened happened to your hand?"
"i punched the wall. not hard enough to hurt it anything besides a couple bruises though."
"we'll delay the show for a couple more minutes unless you want to post pone"
"i don't know.. fans are already giving me shit because of my weight.." he mumbled sadly
"oh hell no. give me your phone"
zach slowly handed his phone to his terrifying yet adorable boyfriend
he did some tapping against the screen before he put the phone in his pocket, wrapping his arms back around zach.
"if you're feeling okay within the next 15 minutes, we'll go on okay?" jack whispered softly a few minutes later.
"i love you"
"i love you too"
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✌🏻😗 me writing? never heard of her. anywayssss enjoy this bc i enjoyed writing it because zach is the softest dom alive ty bye
