Sturniolo Triplets Oneshots

Chris ~ Insecure

Genre: Fluff - Comfort
Word Count: 578
Warnings: insecure mentions?
A/n: Mini one shot!! Recently I've been dealing with major body dysphoria. I hate the way my body looks (big wise), I hate how chubby I look and I literally wanna kms (not rlly)

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I hate my body, I always have. I hate how chubby I look. My stupid fat cheeks, my body rolls, my big thighs. It sucks being chubby. Especially when you have a perfect boyfriend. Perfect body. Perfect face. He is a beautiful boy.

But also, recently I've been feeling very confident. For a while, I had lost weight because I've been cutting off meals. Breakfast and lunch, only eating dinner. And I lost weight for a while, until I started eating again.

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I try on the baby blue church dress I had bought at the thrift store. I thought it was beautiful. It wasn't too much, nor too little. It was perfect for going outside, going to church, and overall hanging out.

"Oh my fucking God..." I whisper to myself as I look in the mirror.

Without realizing it, tears had welled in my eyes, the suddenly they started falling. More and more until it was like a river of tears.

"I've gained weight." I take a seat on the toilet, setting the lid down. My tears wouldn't stop. I kept crying quietly. I look on my phone to see a notification from Instagram 

Instagram: CLICK TO OPEN

jada...spamz commented: you're beautiful, girlie! miss you xoxo

My sister. She was always so perfect. Flat stomach, beautiful clear skin, long legs, perfect jawline. She was blessed by Aphrodite.

Just thinking of her made me cry even harder. I hate how I look. I think to myself, why can't I be skinny? Or pretty? Why do I look like this?

My sobs were interrupted by someone knocking on the bathroom door, "Baby? Is everything okay?" It was Chris.

"Yeah..." My voice cracks, damnit.

"I'm coming in." The door opens to reveal my lovely boyfriend who was also blessed by Aphrodite.

"Oh, Baby. What's wrong?" He rushes to me, shutting the door so we could have privacy.

"I've gained weight." Tears. More tears.

"No you haven't? Stand up," -I stand-, "it looks good on you! You look gorgeous, Baby doll." He pulls me onto his lap.

"Why aren't you with Jada?" I cry out.

"What?" He tilts his head, confused.

"My sister, Jada. We look similar, it's just... She's so beautiful! Prettier than me. She's skinny, pretty, blessed by the Greek Gods!"

Chris' eyes soften, "you're the only girl I have eyes for, stupid. Even if you were two-hundred-million pounds." He smiles and kisses my lips.

"You're just saying that because you're my boyfriend." I stand up and dress out of the dress. I slip my pink hoodie back on along with my gray sweatpants and we walk out of the bathroom.

"Not true." He replies.

"Uh-huh." I say sarcastically.

"You're the most outstanding girl I've ever laid my eyes on."

"Okay."

"It's true, you know." He nudges my elbow as we lay on the living room couch.

"Fine." I smile and he holds me close to him.

"You're not even that fat." He chuckles.

"That fat?" I exclaim.

"You're healthy. That's all that matters." He replays, serious.

"I love you." I say.

"I love you more, Dummy."

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