#trigger warning: insecurity

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Yoosung x Insecure! MC

It had started innocently enough, with Yoosung making popcorn while you pick out a movie. As the popping noises echoed from the kitchen, you decide on (f/m).

“Are you ready, MC? The popcorn’s really hot, so don’t eat any yet!” You smile as Yoosung walks towards you, holding a big bowl of popcorn.

“Yes, I’m ready! I picked out (f/m).” He nods, and sits down, leaving room for you as you pop the movie in. After you start it, you sit next to him, leaning into his side as you grab a bit of popcorn. The movie’s interesting, which is why you love it, but it’s hard to focus with Yoosung so close. You can feel his steady breathing, and the warmth of his body warming yours. He has such a calming aura, you can’t help but lean in closer to him. He smiles softly down at you, and pulls you onto his lap, causing you to jump.

“Y-Yoosung, don’t do that!” You quickly climb off, worried that he’ll realize how heavy you are.

“What? MC, are you alright?”

You’re too fat.

Oh look, now you’ve hurt his feelings.

You always hurt everyone.

He’ll hate you soon enough.

“F-Fine, just...I don’t like sitting on your lap, I’ll obstruct your view!” He stares at you, confused. You’ve never had a problem about this before, so why now? What’s different?

You look away, self deprecating thoughts running through your head.

“Hey...MC? You seem sad...did I hurt you?” You turn in surprise to see his worried and saddened expression, his hand slowly reaching out to take yours. You sigh, staring into his eyes as you begin to explain. With every single word you say, his face becomes even more horrified and heartbroken, until by the end, he’s sobbing as he’s holding onto you so tightly, as if he’s worried you’ll disappear.

“MC...I love you so, so much. That will never change. You could have five heads and a neon green tail and I’d still love you, unashamed! Although, you’re incredibly beautiful, and it’s amazing that you’ve even spent the time to look at someone like me, much less love me! I love you, and I’ll never let you feel that way again, okay?” He kisses you softly, eyes open and studying your expression and reaction.

“I love every bit of you, MC.”

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Insecure! MC x 707

(Again, trigger warning for self deprecation Remember, I’m always here to talk and everyone is beautiful in their own way! Enjoy, and I’d love some feedback!)

Why weren’t you eating? All day he had watched you yet you hadn’t had a single bite of food. You clearly weren’t sick, so what was wrong? He noticed you seemed a bit sad, so he decides to surprise you with a pillow fort. Once it was set up, he grabbed your favorite movies, some ice cream, and a few blankets. All that was left was his princess, AKA you!

Meanwhile, you were curled up in bed, awful thoughts running through your head. Sniffling, you almost don’t notice Saeyoung sneaking in. Almost. “Sae, what’re you doing?” You smile again, and he winces at how fake it appears. He grins broadly, and runs over to you.

“Seven-oh-Seven has detected that Six-oh-Six is feeling down! Plan comfort activated!” He picks you up and you shriek, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

“Saeyoung! Put me down, I’m too fat!” He freezes instantly in shock, and the room seems strangely silent. You glance at him, and stare in surprise. He’s staring down at you with sadness and complete adoration etched in his face. He runs to the living room with you in his arms, and sets you down in the pillow fort before walking away, his expression now a stoic mask. You curl up, certain he’s angry, and you begin to cry softly.

Once he returns, he sets a mug of hot chocolate beside you, along with a bag of Honey Buddha Chips.

“I’m not angry at all. You’re not fat, you’re absolutely gorgeous, okay? I don’t know where you got this ridiculous idea, but I’ll make sure you never feel that way again! I ordered some pizza, you need to eat. I love you way too much to let you hurt like this.” He leans in close, his breath hitting your face as his lips brush yours.

“Or do I need to remind you?” Your face becomes red and he laughs before kissing you, his hands running from your waist to your hair. You whimper when he bites your lip, and his eyes widen before becoming half lidded.

“Do that again.” You blush, but he sucks on the spot below your ear, and you whimper again. He moans and bites down, leaving a bright red mark with teeth indentations. He slowly lowers you down onto the pillows, kisses ranging from your forehead to collarbone. You shakily place your hands on the back of his hoodie, clutching onto him as he marks you. After he finds that particular spot, you moan his name as he relentlessly attacks it, your eyes shut in pleasure.

He lifts up to his knees and nearly moans at the sight of you. Your face flushed, eyes closed and kiss-swollen lips parted for your shallow breaths to escape with your chest heaving. Add on the various bruises on your neck, and it all was almost too much for him. Just as he was about to kiss you again, a single finger running up your leg and up your skirt, the doorbell rings. You groan in annoyance as he laughs.

“Pizza’s here!” He leans down to your ear and bites it. “You need to eat,” he whispers in a husky voice, “but afterwards…I’ll show you just what I think of those foolish thoughts of yours.”

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Insecure! MC x Zen

(Hi! This was already posted on my Wattpad account, @stardustgown, but I'm putting it on here as well! Trigger Warning: Self deprecating thoughts and insecurity Everyone is absolutely beautiful in their own way, and I'm always here if anyone needs to talk! Enjoy!)

Worthless. That's how you felt, every day of your life. Years of hurt had caused to to hate, no, loathe yourself. You were never good enough for anyone, and people from your past made sure that was drilled into your brain.

"Ah, there's my beautiful girlfriend!" Zen wraps an arm around your waits. Squeaking in surprise, you then turn your head.

No you're not, you're hideous.

"Hi, Zen. How are you?" Something in your tone must have been off (you're so useless, you can't even pretend to be okay you absolute idiot) since he appeared to be concerned. You fake a smile, hoping to assure him you're okay (lies), but that merely confirmed his suspicions, that something was wrong. He can spot a fake smile instantly, and that was the fakest he'd seen in a while.

"MC, can we talk?" You freeze (he's going to break up with you, it was only a matter of time you stupid pig), but nod as you sit on the couch in the apartment while fiddling with your hands anxiously. "You know you can tell me anything, right? I won't judge, I promise." You sigh, but launch into every reason why you are upset. With every self deprecating comment, his heart breaks more and more. How can you possibly not feel anything but love for yourself, a total goddess?! Although...he does understand, as he felt the same once, when he was living with his family.

So he quietly listens, trying desperately not to sob as he hears how awful a person you believe you are. He finally snaps after a few certain comments.

"I'm absolutely hideous. I don't deserve to be with someone like you, I'm just a waste of space." He grabs you roughly, his hands digging into your shoulders as he stares into your eyes furiously, tears pouring down his cheeks and he releases a loud sob.

"Don't. You. Dare. Never say any of that again, ever. I swear to whatever God is out there that you'll never even think like that again. You're fucking amazing, and the love of my god damn life, and I won't let you even think those thoughts." He tilts your head up and kisses you roughly, sucking on your bottom lip gently before pulling away and running a hand underneath your shirt teasingly.

"I'll show you just how beautiful you are, my goddess."

("MC why is your nose bleeding?")