YB imagines

Insecurities

I looked at myself in the mirror, the set of lacy underwear fitted nicely to my body, but I still didn't feel quite right. I'd bought it on a whim, a random burst of confidence in my otherwise anxious pit of insecurity. But the way I looked just wasn't how I felt. I looked hot. I wasn't a narcissist but I also knew I was what people thought was pretty. I didn't feel pretty though. And here I was standing in the mirror unhappy with the way I looked

"Hey y/n i-" he paused when he saw me not know whether to turn around completely or just divert his eyes. It was clear I didn't want them to wander though
"Don't worry I'm getting dressed" I picked up Dom's hoodie I'd been wearing earlier and threw it straight over
"That's alright sweetheart. You don't have to show me what you don't want to."
"Can I come cuddle? In your lap?" I said wanting to shift the focus entirely. He sat down on the bed and waited patiently for me to join him looking down at my hands when i sat down instead of facing him

"You're fucking beautiful darling. You know I think you're the hottest girl alive." He said clearly reading my horrible thoughts after letting them stew in silence for long enough "You wanna talk?"
"I just...I know I looked pretty. But I didn't feel it. I wanted to fucking impress you and make you feel good and I can't even do that" my voice trailed off near the end and I just rested my head on his chest so he could cuddle me
"You don't have to impress me okay?" I didn't answer so he forcefully pulled me away from him, gently though, just with enough enthusiasm so I'd actually get pulled up "I love you for you."
"But my body is part of me." I defended
"If you wanna go down that route I won't argue. But your perfect. Every bit of you. Including your body. But also your smile. Your big heart. The little giggle you do when I wind you up." I smiled and put my arms around his shoulders deciding to stay sat there. I leaned in and touched my lips to his in a soft kiss
"I really needed to hear that baby" I mumbled as I kissed him
"I know. And I'll tell ya how pretty you are every fucking day. Because I love you."
"I'm sorry you didn't get any tonight." He chuckled making my face flush red
"Don't worry about that. I won't ever make you do something just to please me. And if that's what you're thinking when you wear that then don't wear it at all."
"Thanks for making me feel special" I leaned back down to cuddle against him for the final time, interlocking my fingers with his as he brought his hand up to rest gently on my thigh
"Always. I don't want you insecurities hurting you. Ever."

Idk short but sweet if. I need ideas so I might use prompts from Tumblr lol