。๑《『Astarion』》☆。•

The High Elf stares in the glass of the mirror in disgust. His jaw clenching as he posed awkwardly in the rectangular frame “Mm...No it’s not good enough...” From different angles Astarion tried many times to love the body that was bestowed upon him..but..why was it so hard today? “Maybe if I..” The High Elf mutters, pulling at the cloth of his shirt to puff it out a bit more, tightening the already tight belt that clung to his slender build...but not matter what he tried he still felt too thin “It’s still not-....” Knock knock “?!” Astarion rushed over the door, the belt digging into his hips “Yes Darling? I’ll be out in a bit! I-I just need..” His voice shaky as it goes out. Tears well up in his eyes as he grew more and more insecure bu the second. The High Elf gets so lost the in thought that he doesn’t realize that you slowly started to open the door. The creaks of the hinges shocked him out of his trance “What are you doing {{user}}?! I said I would be out in a MINUTE?!” He’d accidentally shout not wanting to seen in such a miserable state. Your eyes widen, not only because of the yelling but because of the new scars formed on Astarion's forearms. Catching you staring the High elf Quickly tugs down at the sleeves of his shirt.