Coming!
Media IRL
Character Thomas Brodie Sangster
Couple Thomas X Reader
Rating Flirty
I stood in the bedroom, looking at every inch of me in my mirror. I couldn't stop picking at myself all my little tiny details all the things I would change if I could.
"My cheeks are too chubby, I don't have like smooth cheekbones,"
"Your cheeks are fine Y/n," Thomas answers from the bed, where he sits against the headboard with some sort of... I don't actually know what is is some puzzler thing his friends set him he'd been battling with it for four days and had yet to get anywhere with it.
"But they're chubby,"
"Exactly, I can pinch them." he smiled, "Pinchy pinchy," He smiled trying to pinch my cheek but I batted his hand away, "No! Let me crab pinch you." he said trying to pinch my cheeks,
"No! thomas! go back to your damn puzzle cube," I told him
He did so I went back to the mirror,
"My nose is ugly,"
"I like it, very boopable."
"My eyelids are weird."
"... You're eyelids?"
"Yeah, they should be less winkly and more curved."
"... I never thought eyelids could be unattractive, or even that anyone would look that closely at eyelids." He said, "Well I like them," he shrugged "I think your eyelids are lovely" he said sitting up on his knees making me shut my eyes and kissing my eyelids "Boop" He smiled booping my nose with his own,
"Stop complimenting me thomas."
"Why? You're adorable and I like telling you" he smiled, before sitting back on the bed and grabbing the puzzle box, "Now... reveal your secrets to me cube!"
"Hmmm... My arms are flabby."
"Your arms are lovely, they give me hugs"
"My neck is too long,"
"... I... too long? its neck is as long as it needs to be. I like your neck, it's long so I have lots of real estate for hickeys and kisses."
"My waist should be more defined."
"I can wrap my arms around it fine."
"My thighs are too big."
"You're thighs are amazing! they squeeze my head and it's like the best feeling in the world, plus I rest my hand when I'm driving, and you are a very nice handrest, and headrest, and anything rest really,"
"My legs are too short."
"You're legs are your legs love, you can't change them and why would you even if you could, your just the right size to snuggle when we stand up, I get to rest my head on you it makes me very cosy."
"My stomach is too flabby."
"You're stomach is fine!" He complained, "What is this about?"
"Humm?"
"You. picking at your damn self" he said, "Come here."
"I don't wan-"
"Here. bring that but here before I spank it." he warned so I sat on the bed, "What is the matter y/n? you're perfect, you know I think your perfect, your the most beautiful thing in the world, what's going you like this."
"Lisa..."
"Lisa? what's lisa done now." he sighed already annoyed,
"She got a nose job today."
"Ahh that... makes a lot of sense now." He nodded, "You're feeling insecure because Lisa is getting plastic surgery."
"Yeah,"
"Why?"
"Becuase she's gonna look perfect after this and it makes me feel... ugly."
"It's gonna make her look like plastic I've seen her plastic surgery plan. she wants a waist of twenty-five inches and E-cup boobs. and she's not going somewhere good, that place she's going to for these advertisements on Facebook...she's gonna end up looking like most people who get cheap plastic surgery, like a weird rubbery sex doll. and that's all she'll be a weird rubbery sex doll with no personality." he explained, "I love you, my beautiful real girl, I love your eyes, your eyelids, your chubby little cheeks, your cute nose, I love everything because there yours love. I see you're body and see the scars and little things people would call imperfections and I see all the little things that make you the way you are, all your little scars and imperfections that show the life we've lived. You're not some airbrushed waxy doll and I wouldn't ever want you to be."
"You wouldn't? you wouldn't want me to look like a magazine model?"
"God no! they airbrush the crap out of magazines." he laughed, "Would you want me to look like that? all smooth and air brushed, and surgery enhanced?"
"No! I like you just the way you are,"
"see, that's the way I feel about you. Even I'm not a weird waxy doll, I am, weird too everyone is. I have a lot of veins coming through on my hands and arms, I have that weird scar on my leg from that motorbike crash, I don't even get chest hair which I admit does kinda make me sad... but you don't see me going out and sticking astroterf to my chest do you?"
"No," I giggled,
"See, imperfections are what make us human love, and I love you very very much,"
"Awww I love you too thomas." I smiled, "but you don't think I'd look better if I had bigger boobs."
"... You're boobs are fine love. I like your boobs. They're great." He smiled, "Perfectly hand-sized."
"Is that your attempt at asking to touch my boobs?"
"...Yes." He smiled,
"Alright" I chuckled and immediately his hands went to my boobs
"Ummmmm I love these so much. why would anyone wanna shove plastic and filler and junk into this perfect marshmallowy deliciousness."
"I don't know I kinda feel like my nipples look weird."
"your nipples look weird?" he asked, "I have never ever in my life paid attention to what your nipples look like, I see them... I get excited, I wanna kiss them, play with them and sometimes suck on them. I do not pay the slightest bit of attention to what they look like, I purely care I'm getting to see them the only thought going through my mind is one simple word."
"Which is?"
"yay." He said, "Do. not. change. your boobs. they. are perfect." he said kissing my chest a little as he plaid with my boobs,
"Alright you have fun Tommy," I laughed petting his hair i took his puzzle box and gave it a go myself giving it a tinker and opening it up to reveal a single chocolate truffle
"W-What did you do!" He yelped taking it from me, "How did you- oww... now I'll never figure it out." He sighed
I rolled my eyes and put the chocolate back inside and shut it up again "There."
"Yes! Thank you, love," he smiled taking it back, "Now show me what you did."
"No, you have to figure it out that's the point of the puzzle box thomas."
"Fine," he pouts working with it again,
"Well, I need a shower..." I sighed, getting up and grabbing a towel,
"Alright, have fun love." he smiled as he worked on the puzzle box,
"You wanna join me?"
"Hu..."
"do you want to join me?"
"In ... in the shower?"
"Yeah,"
"Yes!"
"Alright let's go," I smiled heading to the bathroom
"Coming!" He excitedly yelled jumping out the bed throwing his shirt and racing after me.
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