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You sighed as you turned sideways looking at yourself in the mirror. No matter how hard you tried to hide it with baggy clothes or tried to suck it in it was always there. No matter what kind of diet or exercise you tried it stayed, staring back at you like it was mocking you.
“It’s no use,” you whispered, “I’m fat.” It wasn’t like this was new either. “I don’t know why Lukas even bothers.” You walked out of the bathroom and joined your boyfriend on the couch.
As usual he said nothing, but gave you a look as if to say, ‘What took so long?’
You shrugged and settled on the couch in his arms. Half way through whatever you were watching Lukas started to play with your hair. Twirling (h/c) locks on his finger. Your eyes started to droop.
“Don’t fall asleep,” he whispered.
You managed to keep your eyes open for a bit longer before a commercial came on for a new diet pill. You sat up and took the remote turning up the volume. The add promised to lose 10 lbs. in one week. In your mind you tried to figure out if it was true or just bogus.
“_________,” Lukas said taking the remote and turning the TV down again. “What’s wrong?”
“N-nothing,” you said.
He made you look at him, “You’re lying.”
You pouted, “Am not.”
“Are too.”
“Am not.”
“Yes you are,” he said, “what’s wrong.”
You looked to the TV as the add continued to play. Lukas then knew what was wrong.
“You are not fat,” he said pulling you against his chest.
Not believing him you said, “Says who?”
He leaned down and whispered in your head, “Says me. You’re perfect just the way you are.” He kissed you just behind the ear.
You giggled, “Say it again please.”
“You’re perfect,” he whispered again then kissing you.
You smiled up at him, “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
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I'm not kidding, he says I'm perfect and beautiful etc. girls, that's what a real man tells his woman, and means it
