Avengers x Reader One-Shots

Insecure - Bucky

Requested by wolfpupgir

~Bucky x Chubby Reader~

⚠️Trigger Warning: Body Dysmorphia, Insecurity, Comparison, Eating Disorder Symptoms⚠️

I've always been insecure about the way I look. My stomach is bigger than most, my chin doubles over when I look down, my thighs and arms jiggle. When I look at someone beautiful like Natasha, how can I not doubt myself?

"Hey doll, you okay?" I come back to reality and realize I've been staring at myself in the mirror for the past ten minutes.

"I'm fine Bucky." I lie. I never really open up about my insecurities to boyfriend like I should.

~~~Time Skip~~~

My feet are aching as they rapidly hit the treadmill track. The 3 miles indicator on the screen does nothing to help my decaying soul. I don't understand how people do this constantly; the dieting and exercising seems to do nothing to make me look skinny.

I look across the gym at Natasha and Clint sparing. Her skinny waist glistening with sweat has me envious. She's strong, independent, beautiful...overall amazing.

Why would Bucky choose me when he could have her?

I see the way they look at each other; they have a connection—a deep understanding of one another—that I'll never have with him.

I don't want to feel this way...but I can't help it.

They would never understand.

Steve, Thor, and Bucky are all role models to how society thinks a man "should" look. Natasha has a body that any woman would kill to have. Clint is also physically fit, more than the average man. Tony and Bruce have the mind of a genius on top of having great bodies.

How can I compete with that?

~~~3 Hours Later~~~

"Agent Y/N, Sergeant Barnes is requesting you join the team for lunch." A voice interrupts my post workout shower.

"Thank you, Jarvis."

I finish up my shower and slowly get ready to head down. I usually try to avoid eating with the team or I'll stick to a very small salad when I do go. As I enter the room, Bucky's face lights up with a bright smile. "Hey doll, I made you a plate."

Well shit.

"Thanks babe." I try my best to smile, but it doesn't reach my eyes. While everyone's shoveling their mouths with food, I take my time mixing the food together.

"Are you okay?" Bucky's hot breath tickles my ear as he whispers to me.

I gulp and look down at my plate, "I'm fine."

"Then eat, baby doll." He challenges and points towards the fries on my plate. I hesitantly reach my hand out, but right as my fingers graze the fries I bolt out of my chair. "I-I have something I need to do." I rush out of the room with Bucky hot on my heels.

"Y/N!" He shouts and grabs my wrist before I can enter the elevator. His hands cup my face despite my effort to move away from him. "I've noticed you've been barley eating, and you're in the gym most of the day. What's going on, baby?"

"Nothing." I lie.

Bucky frowns, "Don't lie to me. I miss you...I miss us. You've been distant towards every one. I need you to let me in, please."

"Why do you care?" I blink to try and fight back the tears brewing in my eyes. He scoffs and leans down to place his forehead against mine. "Because I love you...more than I've ever loved anything or anyone else. Why are you questing all of this now? Did I do something?"

"It's not you, Bucky. I just-shouldn't you be with someone like Natasha? She's so beautiful, skinny, strong, an-" He abruptly cuts me off with a deep kiss.

"I don't want someone like Natasha. I want you and only you. I love you for exactly who you are." His thumb strokes my cheek as he continues, "I hate hearing you talk badly about yourself, doll. Promise me you'll start eating again, and that you'll workout less. I need you, doll. I need you back with me."

"I'll try..." I hesitantly agree and bite my lip after.

"I'm gonna be with you every step of the way. I know it won't be easy, but you can do it. I know you can." He smiles and brushes his lips against mine again.

He loves me for me...