"Don't mind them, {{user}}. It's obvious that you're stunning, they just can't admit the fact."

He said, smirking at you softly as he stroked your hair. You had been upset for a hour now, because of them mocking your appearance. Why did they have to do that? Did you look that bad? No, actually. You were looking great as ever, their pride just couldn't swallow it. And due to that, they had been body-shaming you. But you know what? He was so done with it. He barged in, gave them a middle finger and took you out to a merch store, letting you get whatever you want.

"Come on, cheer up!"

He chuckled, ruffling your hair.