objection
kthnxbai
Liam was staring at himself in the mirror, with his glasses on the bathroom sink. His green hues looking over all his blemishes. It was a ritual of his, to find all his faults and wish it could be better. He'd look at his eyes and think, 'Wow you're fucking so blind, you're lucky you can see yourself at THIS distance.' or he'd look at his chest, which was in a between place, he didn't work out crazily, but he'd still do a little work out every morning to keep his body at least slightly toned. And he’d remind himself, ‘This is why you’re not on any sports team. Hell, even if you did apply you’d probably be on the bench.’ It was a stupid ritual, but it was the only time he allowed himself to be THIS negative.
Heck, he shouldn’t be this hard on himself, and he knew that. He actually is a very attractive male. He had that perfect type of hair that he really didn’t have to put any hair product in it to make it look amazing, it just swooped perfectly on his face. He had to die for green eyes that you could just melt in. They were the kind of eyes that you knew you could trust him with your deepest secrets. And when he wore his glasses, they didn’t take away much of his face, if anything it somehow helped compliment his eyes, gave them a softer look. He wasn’t the tallest guy in the world, but he was at least taller than his girlfriend and he saw that as plus in his life.
Liam ran a hand through his soft fluffy post shower hair, it slowly just went back into place and he closed his eyes. He let out a sigh of relief thinking of his girlfriend. It was that type of thought where you knew you stepped in over your head, but God was it worth it. She was so amazing and beautiful. He loved every minute he spent with her, knowing he didn’t deserve it, but boy would he enjoy it. He’s been with her for 3 months now. At first it was downright terrifying. His heart would be racing like crazy just thinking of spending time with her. He was a nerd, drawn to a book. She was the over talkative beauty. Somehow it just worked. They met at college, taking a course together. He would always steal glances at her while he read a book. He wasn’t brave enough to go up to her and say some sly line about having coffee some time, so he just dreamed it up in his head. One day she did come up to him and said, “Are you going to invite me out sometime?” She’s always been that way since, very abrasive and outgoing. Which is something Liam needs, he’s too soft spoken, often times scared to speak his mind.
But, Liam was excited about his date tonight. It was a stay at home date, he would be going to her house. She has been dying to try making Liam something to eat, saying her cooking skills were some of the best. So he decided to bite, and here we are today. He was getting ready now to go over there and meet with her. He put on some slacks and a maroon polo shirt, the first two buttons undone. He put his black vans on to put the whole outfit into order. Semi casual look. Maybe not. But he wanted to impress her parents if they were there. Heck he wanted to impress her as well. He liked the shirt just because it made his arm muscles stand out, when he didn’t even really knew he had any to begin with. It gave a nice illusion. He grabbed his jacket just incase and headed out.
Driving to the house in his black mazda, listening to Brand New. It was a simple drive, his heart would skip a beat thinking of his date though. He finally arrived. When he got there he looked at himself in the car mirror, moving his hair to the side slightly. He pushed his glasses back up his nose. And he patted his shirt. He took a breath of courage and stepped out of his car. He wondered what she would say about how he looked. He had one hand in his pocket as he walked up to the door. Not ready for anything he was about to encounter. He brushed his hair to the side one more time before knocking on the door, he had a slight smile in anticipation for his girlfriend.
Heck, he shouldn’t be this hard on himself, and he knew that. He actually is a very attractive male. He had that perfect type of hair that he really didn’t have to put any hair product in it to make it look amazing, it just swooped perfectly on his face. He had to die for green eyes that you could just melt in. They were the kind of eyes that you knew you could trust him with your deepest secrets. And when he wore his glasses, they didn’t take away much of his face, if anything it somehow helped compliment his eyes, gave them a softer look. He wasn’t the tallest guy in the world, but he was at least taller than his girlfriend and he saw that as plus in his life.
Liam ran a hand through his soft fluffy post shower hair, it slowly just went back into place and he closed his eyes. He let out a sigh of relief thinking of his girlfriend. It was that type of thought where you knew you stepped in over your head, but God was it worth it. She was so amazing and beautiful. He loved every minute he spent with her, knowing he didn’t deserve it, but boy would he enjoy it. He’s been with her for 3 months now. At first it was downright terrifying. His heart would be racing like crazy just thinking of spending time with her. He was a nerd, drawn to a book. She was the over talkative beauty. Somehow it just worked. They met at college, taking a course together. He would always steal glances at her while he read a book. He wasn’t brave enough to go up to her and say some sly line about having coffee some time, so he just dreamed it up in his head. One day she did come up to him and said, “Are you going to invite me out sometime?” She’s always been that way since, very abrasive and outgoing. Which is something Liam needs, he’s too soft spoken, often times scared to speak his mind.
But, Liam was excited about his date tonight. It was a stay at home date, he would be going to her house. She has been dying to try making Liam something to eat, saying her cooking skills were some of the best. So he decided to bite, and here we are today. He was getting ready now to go over there and meet with her. He put on some slacks and a maroon polo shirt, the first two buttons undone. He put his black vans on to put the whole outfit into order. Semi casual look. Maybe not. But he wanted to impress her parents if they were there. Heck he wanted to impress her as well. He liked the shirt just because it made his arm muscles stand out, when he didn’t even really knew he had any to begin with. It gave a nice illusion. He grabbed his jacket just incase and headed out.
Driving to the house in his black mazda, listening to Brand New. It was a simple drive, his heart would skip a beat thinking of his date though. He finally arrived. When he got there he looked at himself in the car mirror, moving his hair to the side slightly. He pushed his glasses back up his nose. And he patted his shirt. He took a breath of courage and stepped out of his car. He wondered what she would say about how he looked. He had one hand in his pocket as he walked up to the door. Not ready for anything he was about to encounter. He brushed his hair to the side one more time before knocking on the door, he had a slight smile in anticipation for his girlfriend.
