“what?” you stared at natalie in disbelief. had she just..?

your past relationships had been hard. your most recent ex, a few months back, had been so possessive.. and the one before that.. and before that.

they would police what you could wear, where you could go, who you could speak to.. all the things like that which are actually massive red flags. meaning you were used to it.. so.. hearing nat say—

“baby, wear whatever you want.” she laughed as she stood up.

“but..” you stammered. you were going to a party, and natalie would be there.. but still. “do i have to change my hair? is it too revealing? does it look okay—“

“you look beautiful.” natalie cut you off, “i can fight. i’m not bothered.” she leaned close and kissed your cheek softly. “you always look gorgeous. i don’t care what you wear.”