based on this ask on my tumblr blog:

hey can i request a lads men x reader with an acne breakout? 

The second you send the message, you'll get a call from your boyfriend. "What do you mean, you're not going?" you can practically hear his dramatic pout through the line. "You can't let me hanging, cutie! Thomas will drag me to every possible art connoisseur in that exhibition! You can't be that cruel!"

You roll your eyes about Rafayels complaints, knowing damn well he's exaggerating for the most part. "He's doing what you're paying him for, fishie." you lecture him in an attempt to shut him down.

But of course, it wouldn't be Rafayel if this would be of success. "You willingly feed me to the sharks? C'mon, cutie! I need my tough bodyguard to protect me from that awful fate!"

Of course, you're not cruel willingly, knowing how much he hates being in the spotlight. But of all possible days your hormones choose today to gift you with another outbreak of your cursed acne. And nothing in this world is going to get you in the spotlight with all those yellow and red pimples all over your face.

"I'm sorry, Rafayel. I just can't. Not today." you weakly whisper into the phone and deciding to be honest with him, you add "I woke up to an outbreak of my acne. And I'll be dammed if some paparazzi shoots a photo with us in this state." You are close to tears now "I can practically see those headlines "The great artist Rafayel has a weakness for ugly ducklings."

You try not to cry but it's hard. The Lemurian always looks flawless and ethereal. How could you be seen together with a face like this?

"That's the reason for standing me up?" comes his quiet reply after a few seconds. "Hold on, princess. I'm coming over." you don't have the chance to answer because he already ended the call.

Half an hour later Rafayel is at your place, looking at you softly with your face cupped in his hands "You don't have a reason to feel insecure , cutie. Why are you thinking so lowly of yourself?" as he looks at you, his sunset eyes full of tenderness and affection.

How do you respond to this? That all of your life you were bullied because of your difficult skin? But Rafayel doesn't need an answer as he continues "I'll get a pen and connect the dots on your face with lines. You're a walking talking art piece then." he chuckles, trying to lighten the mood.

You slap him at his shoulder. "That's not funny, Rafayel!" you scold him.

"Alright, alright!" he lifts his hand in a defensive gesture. Now you're the one pouting at him. "What about I'll make your make-up then? Remember how you liked it the one time I made it in the opera?" he then suggests with beaming eyes "When you're so uncomfortable with your little pimples, we just cover them up, yeah?"

And of course, his talent for contouring your face and covering the outbreaks is flawless. Another hour later your face is perfectly made up, and you arrive together at the exhibition. A sweating Thomas already at the edge of insanity and close to losing some years of his life span, greets you heavily relieved.

"Can we stay at home instead of going out?" you ask Zayne as he enters your apartment to pick you up for your date. "I'm really not in the mood for seeing people." as you try to hide your face from him. Not wanting him to see the full extent of your current state.

You had so much stress at work and couldn't bring yourself to make your skincare routine, instead, you fell directly into your bed once you're home for the last week. And now you're rewarded with your carelessness. Your face is filled with pimples and red spots with a light rash.

"If that's what you want, of course." responds your boyfriend with his calm and soothing voice that already makes you feel better.

Soon you settled onto the couch, you dimmed the light and a movie is playing on your TV. You're cuddled on Zaynes lap, feeling nearly comfortable as he pauses the movie.

"You've been acting strange since I arrived here. Please, explain to me why you refuse to look at me." surprised you shoot him a look, immediately catching his slightly furrowed brows and the vulnerability in his hazel-green eyes. He seems utterly hurt, that you tried to avoid his intense gaze at you.

But now, as you turn to him, he has a perfect look at your imperfect skin, and you feel the heat creeping up your face. You look down to your feet at this but Zayne already noticed your acne and rash.

"Is it because of the condition of your skin?" he asks cautiously, and you silently nod, too shy to let him see more than he needs to.

"I see." now you hear a smile in his soft voice, and he takes your hand in his with a gentle grip. "You know, I think you're beautiful. I don't care if you're skin is acting up a little. But maybe it reminds you to take better care of yourself."

Of course, he has to say it like that, every inch the caring love of your life and your primary care physician. You sigh heavily, knowing well that he's right. "I'm aware, Zayne. The last week was just so tough, and I was too stressed out to care for this."

A big hand cups your face gently, turning it to face him. "If you'd like, I'll arrange an appointment with our best dermatologist. Maybe they can help you with your skin problems and find a treatment that suits your workload better."

Oh god, how much you love this man. And with little tears in your eyes, "You would do that? That Would be great."

A little kiss on your nose "Of course. And I'll help you with everything if things get too much again. I don't want to see you so sad and uncomfortable like this."

"I need a rain check for our gaming night. I'm sorry, Xavi," you call out to him through the closed entrance door at your apartment leaning against it from the inside. Your silver-haired boyfriend standing on the other side of the hallway, apparently confused as to why you don't open the door for him.

Clueless if this is another of your pranks he scratched his head. "Why? I even brought your favorite snacks." he rattles the bag in his other hand.

You already feel bad for dealing with him like that and now Xavier spent some effort to go grocery shopping and thinking of you. Oh man, why in all heavens do you have a breakout of your acne today? You anticipated this gaming night for the whole week and now your face looks like a crumb cake with all the pimples. And it's so embarrassing, especially because Xavier's skin always looks flawless.

"It's nothing like that, I promise. I just don't feel like it today," you answer him through the material you lean yourself on, hoping that would satisfy him to leave you alone. Damn your skin issues!

But what you couldn't see is how your boyfriend furrows his brows on the other side at your words. He really is worried now about what caused that bad mood. After all, you were so excited about your date just yesterday. And with only a little hesitation he just teleports into your living room.

"Tell me your sorrows," he suggests as soon as the light of his evol faded.

You yelp surprised "Xavier! You can't just teleport into people's homes!" with your hands on your hips you stare him down only to be met with the most innocent-looking puppy eyes.

"But you're not any people..." God, not this look! He knows exactly how defenseless you are to his adorable puppy eyes.

A resigned sigh escapes your lips as you walk over to him. "No, I am not. But that's not the point, bun."

A little smile tugs at his lips before he sets up the bag with the snacks and pulls you into his lean form, and you find yourself in a warm embrace. "What is it then? You waited all week to play this new game with me."

Another sigh before you gather the courage to answer him honestly "Didn't you notice? It's my face." you bury yourself deeper into his toned chest. "I have an acne outbreak and didn't want to make you disgusted by my pimpled face."

Xavier chuckles at your words "That's it? I'm not disgusted at all. Never." he strokes the back of your upper body. "Let's do a wellness evening then instead of gaming. We'll take care of this together. What do you say?"

"Where are we going, Sylus?" you ask him as he drives the car along the streets of Linkon City. "It's unlikely for you to meet me so early in the morning."

Your boyfriend just throws you his signature smirk as he answers you "If I would tell you, it rather wouldn't be a surprise, Sweetie."

You sigh. Not that you don't like to be surprised by him but today is a bad day for going to mingle with the public. Your skin has been itching since yesterday and that is the only warning you get before your skin is conquered by big red pimples. You already have one or two, and it won't get better as the day progresses. That you are sure of.

The bigger is your joy as the surprise is finally revealed to you: a whole day in the most luxurious wellness spa in Linkon City. The next hours you've been spoiled with various soothing massages, the most extended skin care you've ever gotten, and even your hair is taken care of thoroughly.

And on top of that Sylus is at your side all the time, and you enjoy the view of his bare upper body with all the muscles and soft skin you get to know through countless passionate nights.

You never felt more cherished, worshiped, and spoiled than on this day and no pimple had the chance to show up. So you don't hesitate for even a second as Sylus is spoiling you differently as soon as you're in his home.