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Simon has always been a little bit insecure about his body. Not enough to make him hide it, or for him to do anything drastic about it. It’s just sometimes, he doesn’t appreciate it a whole lot. The shape of it, the build. How he bears the marks of a million bullet wounds and scars from battle injuries… the list goes on, really. But like I said, he’s just insecure.
Now you, you hate your body. Everything about it. Most of it stems from the fact that you’re transgender, and your physical body matches up in now way with you how you feel. That right there is enough to suck completely. But add on the fact that you hate the size and shape of your body, the hair, the scars and blemishes, and everything else you can think of, and it makes for some real hard nights sometimes.
You love Simon’s body. You think it’s fascinating, that it fits him perfectly. You admire and even somewhat envy the way he looks. When he acts shy about it, you make sure to let him know just how handsome you think he is.
Simon loves your body. He thinks it’s beautiful no matter what it looks like, or what size it is, or how scarred or damaged your skin is. He truly believes that you are the most perfect human on the planet. When you get into these fits, like tonight, when you just can’t see yourself the way he does, he tries to make you.
Simon sits now in front of you and your shared bed. You’re backed against the headboard, crying, your knees pulled up to your chest. He’s kneeling in front of you and he’s got your hands wrapped up in his. He is trying his best to get you to calm down, to make ease your discomfort and self-hatred, to show you that you are beautiful. But really, despite the fact that he’s done this a million times before, he isn’t really sure what to do.
“Baby, please look at me,” he says softly. He reaches up with one hand and cups your jaw. “Tell me what you see, yeah? Tell me what you’re seeing that I’m not. Maybe that’ll help me understand what you’re feeling right now. Come on, sweetheart, use your words for me. I know it’s bad right now, but I need you to talk to me.”