Self-Conscious
Hey there, this is Author-senpai with a drabble I randomly came up with after wondering what would happen if I were to wax. *shivers*Anyways, the start of this is really awkward and weird so I hope you don't mind. Gomen!
You remember being at home a few minutes ago, alone and looking at some swimsuit magazines. Of course, you hadn't planned on getting discouraged about how you looked, but it just happened that way.
So, that is how you somehow dragged yourself to the nearest Walgreens and were now looking through the waxing stuff whilst wearing a slight blush. Finally choosing one, you go to the register and quickly pay before heading back to the apartment you and Rin – your boyfriend of seven months – lived in.
Rushing to the bathroom and locking the door, you looked down at your legs and overall form in unhappiness. Not noticing the notification on your phone, you took out the waxing strips and mentally prepared yourself for the oncoming task.
You put on of the strips onto your thigh, face scrunching up in discomfort at the crackling noise. Finally, you tore the strip off and bit back a scream of pain, eyes watering at the sensation.
'What's done is done.' You thought determinedly, taking out another one of the waxing strips from the box and continued the process with grunts of pain here and there, unknowing of the red-haired 'shark' about to come through the front door.
Once done with that leg, you started on the other with eyes still watery. Letting out a not so feminine grunt, you continued the ruthless process with a brutally honest thought, 'This could be a form of self-harm in all honesty.'
Rin entered the apartment just as you let out another grunt of pain. Upon hearing this, Rin's eyebrows went up questioningly and his facial expression grew worried. He followed the sound cautiously, then knocking on the bathroom door gently once he located the sound.
As soon as you heard the knock, your eyes went wide and you started cleaning stuff up hurriedly. "(Y/N)? Is that you?" Rin asked anxiously from the other side of the door. "Yeah, it is!" You called while a bitter smile appeared on your face at the situation you got yourself into.
"You okay?" Rin asked in true worry, hearing the shuffling of feet from inside the bathroom, "Are you hurt?" He questioned again after a few seconds. "Just peachy, Shark Boy." You replied after a few moments, sliding some sweatpants on.
"Can I come in?" Rin asked, still concerned and slightly possessive after hearing the sound of pain when he walked in the door. You opened the door right after that sentence, eyes still watery.
Upon seeing this, 'Shark Boy' growled angrily, taking you into his arms and examining your figure gently and asking with an overprotective undertone, "What's wrong?"
"Oh… u-um, it's n-nothing…" You responded with a stutter, legs sore. "Don't lie to me, (Y/N). What's wrong." Though it came out as more of a demand, you sighed and ran your fingers through your hair and responded, "Well, I may or may not have just had the worst experience life could possibly give me."
Rin tilted his head, anger turning into confusion. Instead of explaining, you just got out the box of waxing strips and handed it to Rin before walking away.