I'm Shy, But I'm Trying To Work On Boosting My Confidence. I Felt Very Pretty This Morning, And I'm Going

I'm shy, but I'm trying to work on boosting my confidence. I felt very pretty this morning, and I'm going to share my picture... please, be kind.

nanami kento likes doing the crossword in the mornings, it is part of his routine.

sitting in the kitchen, coffee on the table, some light breakfast to go along with it, and you — next to him.

his legs crossed, the newspaper rested on his lap, he casually takes your hand into his and intertwines his fingers with yours as he works his way through the word game. every now and then drawing your hand close to his lips and planting a soft peck on it.

his expression rarely changes, no matter how tricky the clue is — he always approaches it calmly. because, he always has the answer.

except for this one.

“could you please take a look at this?”, he asks, without peeling his eyes off the paper.

this is a surprise, it must be quite the question — you think, but — “sure”, you mutter. “let me see”, you lean in as he points at the clue with the tip of his pencil.

proposal, asking for a hand — it reads.

you squint. hmm.

14 letters — you count. hmm . . .

“w-i-l-l y-o-u m-a-r-r-y m-e”, you spell out loud. easy. you wonder why he got stuck on that one in the first place—

oh.

the realization hits after you look at him.

his eyes are still expecting, your answer.

“what do you think? will you?”

a/n: of course, he had to pull some strings to make this crossword happen. he’s been meaning to propose to you for a while but never really knew how to go about it exactly, until this idea came to him one day and he thought it was the most befitting, perfect. the ring is in his pocket, and he’s been quite nervous all morning — although he never showed it.

I need a bit of help here, people.

I've been in a long-distance relationship for 11 years. He visits me one to two weeks a year, is smart, kind, very sweet, and full of love.

However, I find him to be very unattractive.

Mostly because I feel that I am the only one putting any effort in bettering my physical health, maintaining my appearance, and also... I'm not at all attracted to him. Not the way he is attracted to me, at least. He tries to initiate sex and I... 🤢 I just can't.

I feel awful. I love his mind and the way he treats me, and I've been desperately trying to change how I feel because I know appearances aren't everything. I feel guilty.

Stole this from a personal friend's Insta, but my comment is about an awesome Mexican restaurant near the place where I live.

I was (am) a big Indiana Jones fan. Even in my princess phase, I wanted to be one who did things! Go on adventures! Fight bad guys! Then, when The Mummy came out (I was 6, I believe), I was all over learning about Ancient Egypt and wanted to be like Rick and Evie.

I'm planning on becoming a librarian (maybe, still undecided).

“You never pretended to be a bride when you were a little girl?” No???? Like literally never?