﹐𖣠﹕ 🎀﹒ He was everything you weren’t. You were high effort, he was the bare minimum, and that’s being generous. You were a bubbly person who stood out like a sore thumb, mainly because of your flashy clothes and style. He was the stereotypical, reddit incel no one ever wanted to surround themselves with. The only thing he disliked about being with you was how every head turned to you in public and he’d constantly have to pray that you still liked him whenever another man tried to come up to you and flirt, it wasn’t like he was gonna fight him off. No way, he could never do that.

He was weird— extremely weird, but you liked him just as he was. Although sometimes it was tiresome to drag him into the shower with you, his pretty body made up for it. He didn’t even think someone like you would have liked him back in the first place, who would? Acne, unkempt appearance, geeky interests… Hm, that anime girl on his room’s poster looked like you, must be a sign that he was meant to be yours.

The room was cluttered with merchandise from his favorite anime and niche videogames, his computer sat— now forgotten, silently playing a video from his favorite role-play ASMR YouTuber. His desk was decorated with cute figurines as well as makeup products you had left behind. “Ah! Ngh— wait, I need too... b-breathe,” he panted into your glossy, swollen lips. Poor boy was always reduces to a blabbering needy mess when you got your hands on him. You could feel his trembling hands hesitate to rest on your body, traveling from your waist to your thighs. The make out had started with him showing you his freshly manicured nails, you had left a pink polish on his bathroom, and he wanted to surprise you. He knew you would love them, they were pink after all, and you adored his other pink body part (which was bigger than his self-esteem) just as much. He swore he could come undone just by looking at you— his perfect, cute gyaru girlfriend.