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Yellow once again stood in front his mirror.
God he looked so soft. So feminine. So puffy. God, he was a cow. As he was looking at himself and touching his face mentally insulting himself he didn’t notice his darling Blue come in.
“My dear flower, don’t tell me you’re dwelling on imaginary imperfections again.” Blue said walking over and wrapping his arms around Yellow’s waist caressing him softly placing his chin on his shoulder.
“’m mighty sorry Blue, I know I promised yer I would’ve stopped…” Yellow replies embarrassed to admit he couldn’t keep such a simple promise to his darling Blue. He’s meant to be strong! And here he is struggling with not looking at himself like he’s not worthy love. Frankly he’s a hypocrite, if roles reversed he’d pepper Blue with love immediately.
“It’s hard… Yer so perfect, Blue… So is everyone else… Y’all know who y’all are and can look yerselves in them mirrors without thinking yer faking yer identities. So why can’t I?” Yellow adds as Blue sighs spinning him around holding him close looking at Yellow like he hung the moon and stars.
“Darling. Whether viewed from front, side, or below, You’re a beautiful man. An all-around beautiful man. I can’t accept you insulting yourself so much how can I stand and watch as you pick at non-existent imperfections?” Blue caressed his face and ran a hand through his hair with a smile on his gorgeous face. “You’re manly. I don’t see how you can look at yourself and see a woman. Sharp jawline, tall, a stubble, flat chest, deep voice. In what world can you look in the mirror and see a woman when in front of me stands the most handsome man I’ve ever seen?” Blue adds pulling Yellow out the bathroom by his hand letting him follow. When they’re finally in the bedroom he puts a hand on Yellows shoulder and another in his hand. “How about a dance?”
Yellow laughs softly pressing his forehead against Blue’s and placed an arm around his waist. “Blue y’know I’ve gots two left feet and half a rhythm…” He says laughing a bit already half forgetting about the whole situation before just having fun with his darling.
Blue laughs with him and smiles that soft smile that makes Yellow melt and starts dancing with him slowly leaning up for a quick kiss before pulling away his lips form Yellow’s as the latter stumbles a bit reaching up and pulling his hat over his eyes a bit flustered so very in love with the man before him.
“Blue..” Yellow whines a bit laughing slightly and shuffles dancing with Blue in silence before Blue starts softly humming a song smiling all comfortable with his darling insecure boyfriend. Oh what he’d do for this cowboy. And to think he doesn’t see how truly handsome he is. God how sad to see him pick at insecurities that Blue loves so much about him, his cow’s tail, cow’s ears, cow’s horns he’s beautiful to him even if dorky, even if dumb sometimes, even with his tooth gap, even with his soft cheeks. He’s perfect. And Blue will defend it until he dies.
When they finish dancing Blue pulls Yellow back into bed to cuddle. So much for an early morning. Blue hates early mornings anyways. And so they lay passing kisses laughing talking about nothing important up until they really have to get up to really start their day.
At least they had a nice morning. Blue just wishes Yellow could at least once see himself through his eyes instead those golden ones. Maybe then he’d appreciate himself like Blue appreciates him. In his whole perfect beauty.