Y/n POV
Suga is staring at me with his mouth wide open.
Me- Is something wrong with me
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There probably is. I'll go.
Suga-No!
He raised his voice a little and it surprised me. I looked at him. Pretty at usual. No makeup and he's still pretty. Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be pretty. People tell me I'm pretty. I don't believe that. I don't mind that I'm ugly. Why should I care
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Exactly. I shouldn't.
Suga- uh um I mean don't go there is nothing wrong with you
Me-ok
Suga- you are pretty. as much as I hate to admit it. you are really pretty
Me- so are you. And don't worry you don't have to lie. I know I'm the definition of ugliness it doesn't bother me so you don't have to be so polite. I won't be offended
Suga-when was the last time you looked in a mirror?
Me-who knows
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Who cares
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I don't. You shouldn't either
Suga-you should check a mirror you'd be surprised by how pretty you are
I don't blush because i know it's a lie
A/n
I would have posted a pic but I don't want to be like insulting or anything. If that makes sense
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Idek
