The Outsiders Imagines

Johnny Cade - Insecure

Requested by Darkwolf282006, I hope it's alright I did Johnny for this, I've been working on one using Two-bit soooo yeah lol.

Also, sorry it took so long, and sorry that it's horrible!! I tried!!

⚠Trigger Warning: Self degradation, and just general insecurity ⚠

I stood in front of my mirror, turning around in all sorts of angles, trying to find one that made me look thin, or atleast not fat.

It's not like I'm fat, I'm just more on the chubby side, but still, I'm not good enough. I'm not good enough for him, or for myself, my family, my friends.

Unlike everyone else, I was far from perfect, especially when I came to the physical aspects of me.

My body was shaped oddly, I had extra fat hanging off place's that I didn't want it, I didn't want it anywhere, but especially here.

I lift my arms, cringing as I look at them jiggle, I lift my shirt, my stomach protruding in the most unattractive way possible.

I felt tears prick at my eyes as I look down at my thighs, warm tears slipping down my cheeks as I take a deep breath, choking back a sob.

I had been so enveloped in my own disgusting appearance, that I hadn't heard Johnny enter my room.

I caught his reflection's expression change as he looked at me, my stomach exposed as my shirt was still up.

I grimace, tugging my down quickly, wiping at my face with my sleeves harshly.

"Hey Johnny, didn't know you'd be here-"

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, Whaddya mean?"

"Y/n, you're crying." Johnny stated the obvious as I tried to keep my breathing steady, willing myself to keep my tears at bay, along with my fatal embarrassment.

"I ain't crying."

"Did I do something?" He took a step towards me, and I brought my arms over my stomach, crossing them as I stepped back.

"No, you didn't do anything." I sniffed, a new set of tears flowing down my face.

"Talk to me, babe. Tell me what's wrong, Y/n, please." Johnny nearly begged me as he sat down on the bed, patting the spot beside him.

I went to sit, stopping as I realized how the bed would dip as I sat beside him, so I stayed there.

"I'm ugly."

Johnny laughed, before cutting himself off as he realized that I was being serious.

"I'm ugly, and chubby, and I'm not good enough for you, I'm so far off from being perfect, my body is deformed and I have stretchmarks, and-"

Johnny stood up quickly, stepping towards me. "Shut up," He said, looking at me, his tone stern as he looked at me. "You are beautiful, if anyone isn't good enough for someone, it would be me because honestly, I don't deserve a goddess like you, your body is perfect, I see you as a perfect being who I love, Y/n-"

"Johnny, stop it. You don't have to lie to me. I know what I look like, my stomach is big, my thighs are huge, my arms are squishy, my face is so round-"

He stepped to me, closing the space between us. He gently pressed his lips on mine, his hands on either side of my face.

"Why can't you see yourself how I see you?" Johnny asked quietly. "You are perfect, you make me happy, Y/n. You think you're disgusting, but I mean, you are the furthest thing from that, my head spins everytime I think about you and how kind you are, and gorgeous, and generous, and everything else, not to mention sarcastic and quick witted."

I was speechless as Johnny rambled on, listing reasons as to why I was perfect to him, and why I shouldn't let my views, or what anyone else says effect me.

Tears slipped down my face as I forced myself not to break down.

"I love you Y/n, for how you are now and how you'll be in the future, and how you were in the past." Johnny grabbed my hands, holding on tightly.

"I really don't deserve you, Johnny Cade."

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Oh God, this is so so terrible. I really did enjoy writing this request though!!