This is going to be a variety of anime boys x chubby fem reader One-Shots😁 hopefully it makes You feel a little better about yourself, that is what I'm trying to do for me lmao
Right now you where standing you your room. You had some background music going, lights off, leaving the only light source being your LED lights.
You stood in front of your full length mirror in only a tang top and underwear, staring at yourself. Picking out ever flaw you 'have'. The acne on your face, chubby cheeks, stretch marks on your shoulders, arms, some on your boobs, your stomach, hips, and even some on your back. And then your Love Handles. In your mind, if you didn't have love handles, you would almost have the perfect body shape, you would have an hourglass figure, you where okay with a tinsy bit of chub on your stomach. But your love handles... you just wished they where gone.
"Why the fuck are love handles even a thing." You said to your self as you touched them, poked at them, even flattened them by out so you it looked like you had that hourglass shape you wanted, you smiled for a second, but it quickly faded when you let go of the extra fat. You where too focused, staring down the insecurity through your mirror, you failed to notice that your boyfriend walked into your room, he leaned up against your door frame and stared at your plush form, taking in every detail he could see. He knew something was up just by looking at you.
"What are you doing." The sound of his voice scared you.
"Holy shit Hajime you scared the shit out of me!" You said bringing a hand up to clasp your chest.
"What are you doing." He repeated his question again as it seems you didn't 'hear' it the first time.
"Nothing, I was just about to get dressed." You said walking over to your dresser opening it, Iwazumi started walking over to you, you could hear his footsteps. He wrapped his arms around your mid section nuzzling his face into your neck, stopping your movements as you melted into his touch.
"Bull shit, you where poking at yourself in the mirror. I know those eyes Y/n." You sighed, you knew you wouldn't be able to get this past him,he knows you better then you know yourself.
"Why do you have to be so damn smart, I hate it." You said sighing, Turing around in his hold to face him.
"Just insecure that's all." You said trying to walk around him, but he just grabbed you back. Walking over to your bed holding onto your wrist so you would follow him.
He sat down on your bed and you stood in front of him.
"Sit." He said pointing to his lap, even if you've sat in his lap, you where still hesitant, because you thought you where to heavy and you would crush him, but he reassured you many times you aren't.
You sat down, now straddling him. He had his arms behind him holding him up as he stared up at you, looking you up and down.
"What is it this time. Is it the acne on your face?" He said bringing his hands up to touch your face.
"Or is it your chubby cheeks." He said then squeezing your cheeks making you laugh a little bringing a smile to his face.
"Is it your stretch marks?" He sat up more kissing every visible spot where your stretch marks where, making a not so sweet noise come from your mouth. He stopped and stared up at you.
"Or perhaps, it's your love handles." He said putting his hands on them, he saw your demeanor change even the slightest, he knew.
"What's so wrong with these?" You weren't looking at him.
"I- they're just, I don't know. Why do they exist, if I didn't have them then maybe I'd have a fucking hour glass figure, and I wouldn't look so god damn fat." You said still not looking at him.
"Look at me." Iwazumi doesn't have to say much to get you, or anyone to listen.
You turned your head to look at him.
"I don't see what's so wrong with not having an hour glass, and your not fat. There's nothing wrong with a little bit of chub here and there. I prefer it that way, there's more to love, and cuddling is way better with a chubby girl rather then a skinny bitch, it's just not the same." You smiled at him, and he returned it with a tiny one.
Iwazumi then layed down with you on top of him, as you guys cuddled in your bed, his hands never left your Love Handles.
"Plus, if you didn't have them I would have no where to grab onto every time I fuck you senseless." He whispered in your ear making you shoot up and look down at him.
"HAJIME WHAT THE HELL." You where as red as a tomato, and he just had a proud look on his face as he looked up at you.
(This song came on as a was writing this💀💀💀also I thought this up at 2 am, and wrote most of it them, cause I fucking hate my love handles and all truth if I didn't have them I would literally have an hour glass figure🧍♀️)
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