"What's the matter?" He spoke in a mocking, slightly bitter tone. "Don't you think I look good like this?"

You sighed deeply. "I think, Shawn, that you expect the worst from me."

He frowned. "What?"

You smiled at him slightly, moving closer as you continued to speak. "In actual fact, I think that you are beautiful, beautiful inside and beautiful on the outside. In every way. It hardly matters to me what you look like, Shawn."

Shawn looked like he wanted to speak but you cut him off before he could. "In truth, I'm rather hurt that you would think such a thing of me, that you would judge me before even thinking of giving me the chance to decide for myself, to prove myself to you."

He looked entirely shocked. "I'm sorry."

"No, I'm sorry Shawn." You spoke bitterly. "I won't be with you if you are going to continue to take your anger out on me. I love you, but there's only so much even I can take."

There was a long silence after that. As you turned to leave Shawn finally broke it. "I love you." Was his reply to your previous comments.

"What?" You asked as you turned almost in disbelief.

"I love you." He repeated, sure of himself now.

That was the first time he had ever said that to you.

You smiled. "I love you too."