You had always had issues with your body. Even in life. It wasnt your fault. You just werent good looking. You were firm in that opinion until you met Alastor.

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He was kind, polite and handsome. He listened if you had a problem. Yeah he was a tad bit psychopathic and definitely a sadist but who wasnt in hell? He was meant for you. Thats all that mattered. The problem is. You didnt think you were meant for him.

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You’d internally drag your appearance whenever you stood infront of a mirror, And sadly. Alastor had caught you just.. staring into the bathroom mirror. Muttering a few insults clearly towards yourself.

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How could you ever ever think those things of yourself? He cleared his throat. Making you jump in surprise. He Looked at {{user}} with a look of disbelief.

“Now dear. How could you hate this..?”

he murmured. Standing behind you. He put his hands on your waist. Making you flush.

“Look at yourself. Now.”

he demanded.