17. Insecurities Kissed Away. (Y/n x Carl)

                                    

                                          
Word Count: 663
Info: Y/n feels insecure and Carl makes her feel better. 
Y/n x Carl 
3rd Person POV
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Carl and Y/n had to go on another date. They've been dating for a while now. 
Carl was sitting on Y/n's bed waiting till Y/n picked the right outfit for the day. He was somewhat tired and annoyed, and couldn't wait for Y/n to finish so they could leave. 
Y/n came to the room wearing jeans shorts and a green shirt that was revealing her lower waist area a little. 
She stared at the mirror, spun around, and scanned her body and the face. She tried pulling the shorts up even more to ensure her stomach area was closed. Giving up on that she stared at her hands and shoulders observing every inch and getting more disgusted with herself. 
When she got closer to the mirror and started to observe her face, Carl came from behind and hugged her. "I like this outfit," he smiled. 
Y/n sighed and stared at the mirror. Now she scanned her eyes, lashes, lips, and forehead. She was getting more insecure with each second. She looked at herself in side view and scanned her nose and hips just to make herself even more sad and insecure. 
Anxious if she stared even more she might tear up and ruin the evening with Carl, she stepped away and entered the closet to change. 
"Where you going?" questioned Carl starting to comprehend that something was wrong. "I liked that outfit on you!" He called out. 
"Just a sec! I'm changing into a new one," Y/n called out from behind the door. She quickly changed into leggings that covered her legs and wore a long t-shirt that was long enough to cover her back and not reveal anything. 
Feeling much better in an oversized t-shirt, she got out of the closet. "So what do you think?" She smiled slightly approaching the mirror to examine herself. 
Carl gave her another hug from behind, rested his head on her shoulder, and looking at their reflection in the mirror, "I think you're beautiful in any outfit..." after a pause he added, "But the other one was nice too... why'd you change?" 
Carl knew that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to straight up ask her about it. He thought it was a sensitive topic and tried to approach it carefully. 
"I... you know..." y/n struggled to answer, "I felt like it was too revealing and I don't have the body to wear stuff like that." 
"Y/n!" with a higher tone said Carl, "Don't you say that! First, the outfit was not revealing, a small part of your waste was showing and that was it! Secondly, if someone has the body it's you!" 
Y/n smiled slightly, "Thanks..." Then she added, "You know it's just me being insecure, I'll get over it." Y/n tried to dismiss Carl thinking her feelings were irrelevant and unimportant. Why would he want to hear about her insecurities?
"No, Y/n," stated Carl, "I do not want you to feel insecure. Tell me what's bothering you." 
"Babe..." she sighed, "I don't want you to..." 
But she was cut off by him kissing her on the lips. After a kiss, Carl said with a smile, "If only you could see yourself from my eyes you'd realize how perfect you are." 
Y/n couldn't fight back her smile and giggle. She hugged him. While hugging Carl approached the girl's ear and whispered, "Let me kiss all your insecurities away." 
And with that, he kissed her lips, her nose, and her forehead. Y/n stopped him while giggling, "Okay stop, we need to leave." 
"Our date night can wait. I wanna make sure that we leave this room with a confident version of you," stated Carl and planted another kiss on Y/n's lips. 
The pink blush was apparent on Y/n's cheeks. She couldn't stop her smile. Carl smirked and continued kissing her and whispered sweet nothings. That day he ensured that Y/n could no longer be insecure.