IMAGINE !
o. TOM ADORES YOU, EVERY PART
OF YOU IS JUST RIGHT . . .

━━ 🕸️ ━━

"Darling, I'm not trying to rush you but we should probably leave soon!" Tom yelled from the bottom of the stairs, fidgeting with the sleeves of his jacket. The invitation to his best friend's birthday celebration was delicately pinned to the bulletin board, the time on the clock nearing closer to what was printed on the small sheet of paper.

A small set of words emitted from their shared room, causing Tom to furrow his eyebrows. Usually, (Y/N) was ecstatic to spend time with their friends. They would rush down the stairs with energy flowing through their veins and a bright smile on their face - but that was the piece that was pressing pause on their night.

He took a glance at his wristwatch before carefully making his way up the small flight of stairs. Bypassing the empty walls of the flat, he made a mental note to finally hang some photos up. Tom was worried, to say the least. He stood in front of the closed bedroom door, lightly knocking on the door in search of his other half.

"Uh, I'll be out in a second!" You exclaimed, using the back of your hand to wipe the tears from your eyes.

To say you weren't feeling up to par would be a complete understatement. Tonight, your eyes gazed into the mirror, pulling out every imperfection that you had once shoved away, analyzing the supposed imperfections that you possessed. With every second that passed, another harmful detail appeared ー so much that you had begun to consider creating an excuse to get out of attending the party.

Tom's expression softened after hearing your small sniffles from behind the door. "(Y/N) I'm going to come in, okay? Is that alright?" He questioned, making sure that you were comfortable with him entering the room.

You mumbled an 'I guess so' before he opened the door. You didn't have to have makeup or tears running down your cheeks to allow him to see that you weren't alright. The sparkle in your eyes was non-existent, the gorgeous smile you had was barely there. Tom quickly rushed over to you, bringing you into his warm arms.

He was confused as to why you were upset ー until he saw that you were placed in front of the mirror. Tom understood the feelings that were swirling around in your head. Most people both on social media and out, thought of him as the definition of perfect, but there were definitely times where he didn't feel perfect. He always saw his imperfections too, but he tried his best to hide his thoughts away.

Tom lightly sighed, pressing a small kiss to the crown of your head. He knew how much you hurt.

"I love you, (Y/N). Every part of you is just right, love. I know it's hard to see what I see when you're looking in the mirror, but you're absolutely gorgeous," Tom comforted as he lightly combed his fingers through your hair.

"I hate seeing you look at yourself with hatred in your eyes, but I know it's not easy to stop overthinking things and stop those thoughts from entering your mind." You held onto Tom as if your life depended on it. He always knew what to say when you were being engulfed by your insecurities, and you did the same for him.

You furrowed your brows as he began to spin the both of you around. The mirror hung on the wall in front of you, displaying Tom looking at the two of you with admiration and love filling his eyes.

"When I look in the mirror, I see an amazing person, both inside and out. It's inevitable for anyone to not have imperfections, but that's what makes you ー well, you," Tom consoled, pressing numerous kisses to your cheek. "You are enough. There is not one thing about you that needs to be changed. I love your imperfections. Don't change, (Y/N)."

Tears began rolling down your face, needing his words more than ever. "I love you and everything about you, too," you sighed, a small smile beginning to appear on your lips. "Thank you."

"There's my girl!" Tom exclaimed as your smile grew by the second. He carefully pressed his soft lips to yours, sealing his truthful words.

    You knew that it would take some time to finally love your imperfections, but you were getting there with Tom's love-filled words.

    "We should probably go, or we'll be late," you pulled your lips away from his. Tom nodded, using his thumbs to wipe the stray tears off of your face. Cupping your face, he pressed one last kiss to your lips.

     "Can I just say though, you look amazing in that outfit."

    You rolled your eyes, grabbing his hand and finally making your way downstairs out of the house. "You're actually insane. Maybe later, Holland."

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AUTHOR'S NOTE
this one means the world to me
considering it hits close to home. inspired
by why don't we's don't change

if you need to hear it, you are loved.
you are appreciated, and you matter.
💘

( also peep the little btr reference lol )