Mizabeth oneshots

Confidence- Request?

Note- TW- Negative Body Image,
pls be as kind as you can to your body, it's essential. Essential like your beauty presence. Treat your earthly vessel with as much possible compassion and kindness 🕯️🤍🫧🧚🏻‍♀️🎀!

"Michael babe?" Liz called

"Liz?" He called back in response

"Would you like a snack?" She said about to head into the kitchen

"Sure you can bring me a bag of pretzels?" He asked with a big smile.

"Of course I can."

"Okay baby.. here you go."

She tossed him the mini bag of pretzels and then she got into bed with him and ate her popcorn.

"Thank you my love.." He kissed her cheek and went to wrap his arms around her but her body tensed in resistance

"You're welcome.." She whispered

"Is your scar bothering you?" He ask sitting back up

"N-no.." She hung her head low as she fixed her glasses

"Then what's the matter?" He asked

"It's more than my scar, it's everything.. It's my body.. It-it's.." She spat lightly

"Hey, Hey listen to me.. Look at me Liz." He touched her chin to fix her gaze but she turned away.

"Elizabeth.. Up here please.." She fixed her eyes on her husband who was now making soft eye contact with her.

"Okay.."

"Now start off slowly, what's bothering you?" He whispered lightly

"My body.." She whimpered

"What about it?" As he asked the question her lip began to quiver and her bright blue eyes got darker

"Everything, I feel like I weigh more than I'm comfortable with, my scar is hideous, my body is constantly being sexualized, But most off all people keep saying you only married me for my body." She sighed softly as she spit all the words out

"Who's people baby?" I crooked an eyebrow at her

"Fans.." She sighed

"Same fans who don't know the two of us personally and feel obligated to say something about our every moves?"

"Yeah.." She looked down again

"Let's start with the fact those aren't your fans, they are jealous that you're living the life they beg for."

"I guess you are right."

"Babe.." Michael pushed her hair back and rubbed her shoulders

"Yes?"

"Come here.. please.." He stood up and went to the closet grabbing the body mirror off the door and leaning it against the bed then sitting in the chair

"Okay.." She walked her way to him and sat on his lap

"What do you see?" He pointed

"You..and me.." She breathed

"Okay.. What do you like about this view?" He rubbed her thighs softly

"You.. being sweet with me.." She giggled

"You know what I like?" He smiled

"Hm?"

"You.."

"What about me?" She frowned