hi :3 could you do an imagine with a bald/balding f/o? iād love that sort of thing especially since most stuff concerning bald f/os is just cheap jokes which. does kind of get to me sometimes lol but yeah
What a lovely suggestion! Of course. ^^
Imagine your f/o reaching a good age. The years haven't passed without leaving traces on them. Memories of accomplishments, disappointments, joy, surprises, shock, frustration, finding a place in the world. The confusion and satisfaction... They could tell many stories of their life, but who's actually willing to listen? Many would say they have passed their best years already. And with the way too many have commented exactly this statement, they started to believe it too. The jokes and mockery of their balding scalp. It's hard not to take these words to heart when people throw looks and laugh behind one's back or even have the audacity to tell you straight to your face. The insecurities build up. They start trying to find ways to hide their bald spots that keep expanding over their head. Maybe seeking treatment for hair loss or hiding their baldness under a hat. Yet this doesn't have to be always like this, don't you think?
You catch your f/o being slightly irritated by one of those comments again, whether it be from someone at work, or even just a rude stranger outside. That was the chance to share your most genuine thoughts! So you accepted it without hesitation. You couldn't know when your next chance might be, after all. You snuggle up to them like a small cat that brings luck. The gentle and caring touch of you enveloped your dearest like a warm and comforting blanket. Like balm for the soul, they feel a loving atmosphere in the air. It was your warm breath that touched their face as you came closer to them. "You've performed enough for long enough in this world. You too feel the expectations crushing your heart, don't you? How the understanding of beauty is narrowed down to this one idea...
But let me tell you, dear. You haven't lost your charm! Not even a bit! All this pressure put on you and the rest of us only contributes to the destruction of your and other's self-esteem. Those people want this kind of control over you, feel superior to you. But what happened to "respect the elders?" let alone finding beauty in the experience of being?" You planted a soft kiss on their head, a clean shine hitting your eye. "In the end, you're still in good shape and well taken care of. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. We all age, so we shall with dignity."