Insecure - Him
A/n: Hello everyone! This one’s gonna be a bit different. Instead of the reader being insecure, I’m making Dan insecure. I do have one where the reader’s insecure which you could read here. I hope you guys enjoy. This one’s pretty deep. :)
Being Dan’s girlfriend isn’t very hard. Of course, there is his audience but Dan has a close connection to them so he knows who is real fans are and who isn’t. And whenever I read a negative comment on one of his videos about me, he never failed to make me feel good about myself. I mean, it would be pretty hard not too. Not that I have an ego or anything, but knowing that Dan chose me over millions of girls is something I should feel proud of. So yeah, I guess I am happy with myself but I’m not so sure about Dan. You can’t be famous without any hate, of course, and a lot of times, the one bad thing pops up more than the million of good things. And as his girlfriend, I feel like it’s part of my job to make sure Dan doesn’t have any negative thoughts about himself.
I walked into the kitchen to put my coffee mug into the sink, when I saw Dan staring blankly at his computer, biting the tip of his thumb.
“You okay, love?” I walk over to him and sit next to him on the couch.
“I’m alright,” he mumbles.
“Are you sure? Because you don’t sound like it.” I wrap my arms around his waist as I talk.
“I’m fine,” he mumbles into my forehead while kissing it. I glance at his computer and sigh.
“I’m sorry! I can’t help myself. I just need to know what they’re saying.” He was looking at the hate comments on his last video.
“Do you know how tempted I am to see what everyone has to say about me? I always want to see everything negative they have to say about me. But I don’t do it because they’re opinions won’t do me any good,” I say.
“I know that but,” he sighs, “I still want to know what people are saying about me,” he shrugs.
“Dan, I know how much those bad comments stick out to you. Please, stop reading them.”
“But they’re right, Y/n! That’s what you don’t understand!” My eyes go wide as Dan says this. Does he actually believe those people?
“Are you serious, Dan?!”
“Yes! Yes, I’m serious. My family hates me for dropping out of college, Phil is basically my only friend at this point, and my girlfriend keeps nagging at me, trying to tell me she knows what’s right for me!” He yells, standing up.
“I’m just worried, Dan,” I say quietly.
“Worried? Are you serious?! What, do I need pills now or something?!” He yells.
“What is wrong with you?!” I stand up.
“Too much!” Tears are streaming down his face as I stare at him, shocked. I’ve never seen him so emotional.
“Too much is wrong with me. That’s the problem isn’t it?”
He sits back down, sniffing. He starts crying more and my heart breaks into tiny pieces.
“Fuck,” he whisper/yells, wiping his tears as I sit next to him.
“Dan, this is exactly why I was worried. You’re letting them get to you. I’m not going to say that you’re perfect because I would just be lying to your face.” I cup his face with my hands.
“We all have issues. A lot of us are super messed up in the inside but we act like everything’s okay,” I stare at him as he looks at me like a helpless puppy.
“You’re handsome. Sweet. Very smart.” He slowly starts to smile.
“You’re an amazing person Dan. There’s a reason why you have millions of people obsessed with you.” He chuckles.
“I’ve never met anyone so sweet, Dan. You were willing to hold back all your problems to help me with mine. You’re one of the strongest people I’ve ever met. You always see the best in people and never talk about anyone behind their backs. You’re so caring that sometimes it even causes trouble,” I laugh.
“I love you so much Dan.”
He leans into my touch and I kiss him softly. He kisses back and wraps his arms around me tightly as I do the same.
I pull away hesitantly and say, “don’t….don’t do anything stupid, Dan.”
He gets what I’m saying and grabs my hand.
“I would never do that, Y/n.”
“Just making sure,” I say hugging him.
“I love you, Y/n.”
“I love you too, Dan. Never forget that.”