You stood in the bathroom, looking over your reflection in the mirror. Stripped down into only panties and a bra, your eyes traced over your body. More specifically, the shape of your body. You scowled slightly, displeased by the shape and look.
"(Y/n)? Are you alright?" The gentle voice of your loving boyfriend of four years lulled you from your thoughts. He was waiting for you to come out so the Akatsuki could start watching a movie.
"Yes! I'm just coming out." Quickly throwing on your night dress, you opened the door with a smile. Itachi stood outside, a worried look on his face. Placing your hand on his cheek, you stood on your tip-toes to kiss him. He smiled into the kiss, placing his hands under your thighs. Lifting you up, he felt you tense slightly.
He detached his lips from your own. "What's wrong?"
"A-aren't I-I heavy?"
He frowned. Of course, he knew exactly what you were doing in the bathroom. You did it every night. Looking yourself over in the mirror and picking out 'flaws'.
"You're not heavy! How many times do I have to tell you? You are perfect (Y/n). My love, please stop!"
The ninja felt his heart snap when you shook your head. Tears were flowing out of your eyes as you tried to lower yourself back onto the ground. He refused. Walking over to the bed, he placed you on your back, crawling on top of you. His hands made their way down your hips and thighs, tracing every part of your body.
Throughout his hands roaming your body, he kept his eyes locked on your face, watching as you screwed them tightly shut as you tried to push him away.
By now, tears were falling out of Itachi's eyes too. He thought that you were absolutely perfect. Why couldn't you see what he saw? Leaning down, he captured your lips with his own, hands still running over your body. Pulling away for air, he stared down at your cute face.
"I love you so much (Y/n)."
Your face flushed, "I love you too Itachi. Thank you for trying to make me feel good about myself." The raven smiled a little, glad that he was able to make you feel a little better. To make you feel like someone did care and love you. Reaching for his shirt, you pulled him down once again, having a full blown make out session.
Somehow during the make out session, Itachi's shirt went 'missing'. He reached for the bottom of your night dress before stopping himself. The two of you had never gone past here, and he wanted to make sure that you were comfortable.
"Can we continue?" His eyes held warmth and love as they stared into yours. You blushed deeply, nodding your head.
Itachi gave you a closed eyed smile, causing your heart to melt. Carefully, he slipped the dress over your head, throwing the offending material across the room. Something clattered from when the night dress hit it, knocking it over, but the two of you barely noticed.
Your endlessly loving boyfriend was too busy staring at the newly exposed, beautiful skin. That was when it hit you. The horrible feeling of not being good enough.
The brutal feeling of inadequacy.
"Itachi! I don't want to do this!" You wrapped your arms around yourself, tears flowing out of your eyes.
His eyes softened at your saddened state. "We don't have to do this, but can I ask why."
"I hate my body...." Your voice was soft as you spoke. Itachi was a man who didn't get angry with you often. Right now, he was livid. How dare you! He thought you were perfect! How dare you not think the same way.
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Anime lemons
FanfictionLemons with some of your favourite anime characters. Mature! Choice words! Minors, please do not read! I do not own the characters. I do not own the pictures. I do own the stories. Please do not repost this book!