The Vampire Diaries Imagines

t w e n t y - f o u r ; elijah

Imagine being uncomfortable and insecure because of your body and Elijah tries to make you feel beautiful

You stared at yourself from the mirror. This was how it always went, wasn't it? In every movie, or tv show, or even a book, there was that one person who found herself staring at the mirror that screamed awful things. It was judging, and it hurt deeply to the point where it had to be broken just to end the horrible feeling of not being enough. And you were one of those people. You hit the mirror with your elbow and it cracked, also causing a wound to your skin but you really did not mind. You were disgusted with your body, anyway, so one cut didn't bother you.

You went to sit on the floor and sighed as you wiped your eyes that began to collect tears in them. You knew that even though Elijah - your boyfriend - was a kind, reasonable man, he too had desires and you couldn't possibly keep him from having sex forever. Eventually he'd go to elsewhere to find that pleasure you weren't capable of giving, and you knew that it had broken many relationships, to be such a prude. But you just didn't feel comfortable with your body. Sure you and Elijah had done it before, had sex I mean, you two loved it. He was an incredible man and he praised you as well, but right now, you were too insecure. You wanted to hide your body, and never again reveal it to anyone.

The only thing was, you knew you couldn't resist Elijah. So if he would kiss you, try to undress you from your clothes, you would give in. He was too good to push away. And knowing that he was unaware of your feelings about yourself hurt you even more. He wouldn't force you into anything, but you felt ashamed to even think about your body so talking about it was not something you wanted to do. Not even with Elijah.

There was a light knock on the door and you turned to look over there, and smiled weakly when you saw Elijah with a delighted smile. He looked so perfect, as always, and your breath was taken away for a couple of seconds as you stared at the suited, styled, sexy man at the door. He was all yours. Yet you weren't enjoying it at it's finest.

"I thought you'd be here. Is everything alright, my dear?", he asked, his voice so masculine, deep but soft. Like velvet, and it was wrapping you into it's seducing hold. You shivered, and nodded your head but you did the thing you always did when you were lying - you looked down and fiddled with your fingers while rosy blush painted your soft cheeks. It gave away your lying, and in less than a second, Elijah was on the floor, next to you. You breathed in his scent and knew he would either get the truth out of you, or you'd end up arguing. You never argued. But this could lead to it.

"I don't think you're being completely honest with me, Y/N. Please, tell me what is bothering you. You do know you can trust me, right? Whatever it is, I hope you're comfortable enough to open up about it to me", Elijah said and wrapped an arm around your waist, making you extremely uncomfortable with him touching your body. He nuzzled his nose against your neck, and kissed it softly. "I love you", he added quietly, and you could feel his lips turning up while his warm breath met the skin of your neck.

You pulled away from him, but stayed close enough for him to take your hands into his in confusion and concern. "I am only more convinced that everything is not alright. Please, Y/N, what is it? Has Niklaus done something to upset you like this? Or Rebekah, or any of my siblings? Because I assure you, if they have done anything to hurt you or your feelings, I will-", Elijah began but you shut him up with a shook of your head. He tilted his head to one side, to see your face better and he rubbed your knuckles with his long fingers to calm you down.

"I really don't feel like talking about it, 'Lijah. You know I love you, but...", you mumbled. You were always good at bottling up everything inside, but eventually the feelings you didn't let out started to eat you, and bother you so deeply you had to confess to someone. Writing them down helped too, but sadly, your first instinct was to hide them. Elijah had learned to know you well enough, though, and he wasn't buying your crap. And he was right to do so, he was on the right tracks as he insisted on you telling about it.

"I wouldn't pressure you like this if I didn't know how you mask your sadness with a smile, my love. I know you well enough to tell when something is evidently wrong, upside down, bothering you - and right now, you aren't alright. I cannot let you bottle this up, Y/N. Please tell me, I love you and it can't be anything too serious", Elijah said with a smile, but when you still wouldn't tell, his happy expression vanished.

"Am I wrong to think it isn't anything serious? Is it me? Have I done something to-", he started to panic, as if you had cheated on him or something. You laughed quietly, and placed your hand on his.

"I just- I feel very, very uncomfortable. Insecure. I don't... I don't like my body, Elijah", you admitted, your voice so quiet he couldn't have probably even heard you without his vampire hearing. He pulled you into a hug instantly, and held you tightly while peppering the top of your head with kisses.

He caressed your arms, and lowered his touch to your thighs which made you twitch but you softened to the act as he whispered soothing things to your ear. He touched your legs, your stomach, your sides, your back, all the parts where you most hated yourself.

"I must admit that I feel like I have neglected my job as your boyfriend, Y/N. I should make you feel beautiful and love yourself if you aren't capable of it by yourself, so I am truly sorry. I promise, you are the most breath-taking, gorgeous, lovely person I have ever seen. And I have seen plenty of people, plenty of women. You're the most beautiful, Y/N. I love you, everything about you, and you should know that I will always feel that way", Elijah promised and turned your head so he could place his pink, soft lips on yours. You broke into a smile, and answered to the kiss.

That was only the beginning of the night. He took you to your shared bed, and all night long he made sweet love to you, making it all about you just to show how much he loved you, appreciated you and adored you. You really did feel beautiful after that night, and if you ever felt insecure again, you reminded yourself of that evening.

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i needed fluffy elijah and tbh i still do i need this in my life :((( but hey i just want you all to know that you're all fantastic and perfect in your own ways and you shouldn't feel insecure no matter if someone ever tries to make you feel that way because you are in fact beautiful and wonderful, i swear ! be proud of who you are (: thank you for 13K reads, that's insane ! love you guys, every single one of you !