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"y/n?" mason gently kicks your leg from under the restaurant table, startling you out of your daze. "hm?" you fake a smile, already knowing what he was gonna ask. "are you gonna eat? you haven't touched your food." he points to your plate with his fork.

you eat some of it, feeling his eyes on you. after a few more bites, you put your fork down, immediately feeling guilty for eating. the waitress comes back, giving you the bill. mason pays for it and you guys leave.

you can tell that mason knows something is off, but he doesn't say anything about you barely eating.

you were walking a little farther in-front of mason, trying to hide the tears pooling in your eyes. you get in the car, and stay quiet almost the whole way home. "you okay baby?" he grabs your hand, rubbing his thumb on top of it. "yeah, just tired" you squeeze his hand, leaning your head on the window. you feel his eyes on you on the way home.

around 15 minutes later, you get home and go inside. mason puts you on his back, walking you up the stairs. "i'm too heavy" you jump off of him once you reach the top of the stairs. he furrows his brows, "no you're not, i promise"

mason drags you to his room, flopping on his bed. he pulls you to lay on top of him, frowning when you pull away. "mason i can't, really i'm too heavy." you sigh, laying next to him and staring at the ceiling. he turns to face you, grabbing your hip and turning you to face him, "where is this coming from? i promise you, you're not fat or too heavy baby"

you blush a little at his reassurance, but still feel guilty about eating so much. it's the first thing you've eaten in 4 days.

"i'm gonna brush my teeth, i'll be right back" you kiss his cheek, standing up and going to the bathroom. you get dizzy, leaning onto the counter for support. you turn the sink and the fan on, and go to the toilet to throw up.

mason hears you gagging and goes into the bathroom to see mascara running down your face and your fingers down your throat. he runs towards you, pulling your fingers out of your mouth and flushing the toilet. you sob and fall back into him, your body being weak.

"mason i'm sorry- i'm so sorry" you cry, feeling guilty that he found out. he pulls you in between his legs, your back facing him and putting all your weight on him. "shhh, it's okay baby, you're okay. don't apologize" he reassures you, repeatedly kissing your head.

after a few minutes of you and mason sitting on the bathroom floor, he stands up. "c'mon y/n/n" he mumbles, helping you off the floor and putting you on the counter. he grabs a washcloth and wets it, wiping the mascara off your face. your tears continue to flow.

"please don't hate me. i didn't mean for you to find out" you cry, feeling overwhelmed and dizzy. mason gently wipes your tears, placing a kiss on your forehead, "i could never hate you sweetheart. i'm so sorry for not knowing how bad you were struggling. why did you do this?"

you aggressively wipe your eyes with the back of your hands, feeling frustrated. mason pulls your hands away, bringing them to your lap and holding them, rubbing his thumbs on top of them.

"i just wanted to feel pretty" you choke out a sob. masons face drops, his heart clenching at your response. he pulls you into him, wrapping his arms tightly around you and cradling the back of your head. you cry into his shoulder, gripping the back of his shirt.

"you're so beautiful baby. you're the prettiest girl i've ever seen, inside and out. i promise you, you're perfect y/n. i mean it with all of my being" he softly sways the two of you back and forth, feeling you relax and stop crying. "do you mean it?" you mumble into his shoulder, "i meant every word" he pulls your head out of his shoulder, examining your face.

you're pale with dark circles and eye bags. "do you wanna try something small? you have to eat something, you look sick baby" he moves your hair out of your face, noticing your hollowed out cheeks. you nod your head, feeling exhausted. he carry's you downstairs and puts you in one of the island chairs.

mason looks in the pantry, finding a granola bar and grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. he sits next to you, noticing the hesitant look in your eyes. "please eat. you don't even have to eat it all, just take a few bites"

you unwrap the granola bar with shaky hands, and end up eating the whole thing. mason watches you, smiling when you finished it all. "good girl, i'm so proud of you" he kisses your head, hugging you. "thank you mase. i love you" you stand up, drinking some of your water. "i love you more. i'll always be here, we're gonna do this together" he takes you upstairs, going into his room and laying down on his bed.

he opens his arms, waiting on you to come lay with him. you smile and lay fully on top of him, feeling a lot better than before.

a/n: please never hesitate to reach out if you feel this way. you all are so beautiful!!