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*me clearing my throat*

Alright let's get right to the one shot since I don't really have anything to say haha.

Fred x Reader requested by QueenSavedMyLife

You walk down the sidewalk, umbrella in hand, to your boyfriend Fred's mansion. No, it wasn't raining, but too much sun means you start to get arm rashes, and you would rather not have that.

You arrive at his house, and grab out a wet wipe. You ring the doorbell with it, and then wait for Fred's butler to open the door.

He opens the door, and you nod your head at him. "Hi Heathcliff."

"Hello, miss (Y/N)."

"(Y/N) will do." You smile. He nods, and moves out of the doorway so you can come inside.

"Master Fredrick will be down shortly." He says, then walks off.

You sit on the couch, then immediately sneeze. 'Stupid cotton-couch.' You think. You stand up, and walk to the bottom of the stairs.

"Hey (Y/N)!" Fred runs down the stairs.

"Hi." You smile.

He pulls out a chocolate bar, and tries to offer it to you. "I got you chocolate!"

"That's sweet Fred, but I'm allergic to chocolate, remember?" You frown. Your allergic to everything, and Fred always tries cheering you up by giving you something, but your allergic to the gifts he gets half the time.

"Oh, right." He throws it on the couch, and then offers you a hand to go upstairs. You take his hand, and he drags you up.

"So (Y/N)." Fred says, sitting you on his bed. You smile a tiny bit, remembering how you used to sneeze because of his old sheets, so he got new ones that you were fine with. "I've got a surprise for you."

"What is it, Freddie?" You ask, a little curious, but mostly afraid that you were going to ruin the gift by being allergic to it.

Fred goes to his closet, and pulls out a box. He grins as he runs over and puts it on your lap. You nervously smile, and start to open it.

"Whoa." You mumble. You pull out a beautiful (F/C) dress, and then some (F/C) mini heels. "Freddie, they're beautiful."

(Poor editing I know I made it in like 30 seconds. Just imagine the dress is your favorite color, and same with the heels.)

"I saw this at the store when Honey Lemon dragged me and the gang around the mall. I thought it would look perfect on you." He points out a tiny box in the box I was holding. "That's for after you put on the dress."

"This fabric..." You rub the fabric between your fingers.

"I made sure you were 100% not allergic to this outfit." Fred crosses his arms, and makes a matter-of-fact face.
"Thank you, Fred." You gush. You hug him, and he squeezes you a little.

When he pulls away from you, he tells you to go try it on. You nod, and head for the bathroom next to his room.

You excitedly take off your long sleeve shirt and pants, and slip into the amazing dress.

You look at yourself in the large mirror, and immediately frown. You didn't like yourself in it. It went to your lower thighs, which meant you could see a lot of your legs. It didn't cover your arms, which was a bit of a problem, because of your scars and such. It showed off your neck, and a little lower, which you thought wasn't a good look for you.

"(Y/N), are you done yet?" Fred asks, through the door. You can hear the excitement in his voice, and frown, knowing your looks are going to let him down.

"Y-yes." You stutter.

"Can I see?" He starts to open the door. A 'no' escapes your lips, and you lean against the door. "Why not?"

"I..." you take in a breath, and slide down the door. "... I don't look good in it."

"Yeah right. You look good in anything." Fred says. He lets go of the doorknob, and steps back. "Show me."

You sit there for a second, hoping he'll just give up and tell you to take it off, but then you remember Fred is persistent, and he'll see you in the dress one way or another.

You stand up and brush yourself off, then slowly open the door. Fred stands there, in a tux and his usual beanie.

"You look amazing." He looks you up and down. He stops at your arm, noticing lines. "What are these?"

You look down, not wanting to answer.

"Did you do this?"

You slowly nod. He takes your other arm and looks at all the lines.

"Why?" His voice cracks. You look up at him and see tears in his eyes. You don't answer. "Why doesn't matter. What matters is, you stop."

"I don't like myself, Fred." You whisper, tears going down your face already.

"You should." He hugs you. He squeezes you, and you gently hug back. "If perfection existed, you'd be it."

"No, I wouldn't. I'm allergic to everything, I'm ugly, and fat, and stupid, and-"

"No you aren't." Fred cuts in. "Yeah, your allergic to stuff. So what? Most people have allergies." He pulls you to the bed, and sits you down. He kneels in front of you and holds your hands. "You are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. You have amazing (E/C) eyes that sparkle in the sun, and soft (H/C) hair that smells great, and smooth skin to top it all off! You aren't fat, either. Just because you aren't just bones does mean you are fat. If you were taller, we would probably be the same size. And you are far from stupid. Your in SFIT. One of the top schools ever. (Y/N), no matter what anyone says, you are perfect. Which is why-" he grabs the box, and grins at you. "-I want you to marry me."

Your jaw drops, and Fred starts to look worried.

"So.. Will you marry me?" Fred asks, hopefully.

All your worries melt away, and you grin at Fred. "Yes!" He smiles, and puts the ring on you.

"Yeah, I got you the dress and shoes so we could go to the Lucky Cat Cafe. I was supposed to propose there.." he nervously laughs.

"Well lets go then. I can act surprised." You giggle. You give him back the ring and put the pumps on. "After you, Freddie."

He grins and puts the ring in the box, then puts the box in his pocket. He hugs you. "I love you, (Y/N)."

"I love you too, Fred." You smile. You stand on your toes, and pull him into a sweet kiss.

He pulls away, and starts to walk out of the room. You look at yourself in the large mirror, and are surprised at what you see; a beautiful, smart, and wonderful girl.

"Coming?" Fred asks. You nod, without looking away from the mirror. You smile at yourself.

"Yeah." You grab his hand, and walk with him down the stairs. You're readg to begin your new chapter with Fred.

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Well.

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