Seventeen x Reader - Imagine Scenarios

tears - woozi (chubby reader) pt1

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Warnings: crying during sex, crying kink, riding, making out, rough sex, face sitting, self doubt, low self confidence,.

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Why do I always end up getting judged for my body?
Everyone looks at me for the way I dress because I'm overweight. So what? I like to eat happy.
Happy eating is just the way I live. I can still do everything anyone else can do. As long as I am capable, why would I worry about my body? Im healthy, I'm happy.

I have a loving fiance and a well laying job. We have a nice sized house and everything is good.

I love my body, the only person who should ever have any kind of say in it is me. And I know I'm sexy, what's the issue with you guys?

You're skinny as a twig and no one cares about you? why are you talking about my body?

I rolled my eyes as I recalled the day and picked up my phone. I scrolled through Instagram and stopped on a reel that stood out to me.
A woman was doing a makeup tutorial. She was chubby too. So beautiful, her face was.

She applied her foundation her blush and put on her lashes.
After she finished doing everything she showed the ending results and it looked amazing. I wore makeup, but I was no beauty guru like this. Just a little powder, blush, eye makeup and lipgloss. 

In the comment section there were good supportive comments, asking about the products and complimenting her skill and beauty.
But after reading and scrolling, I got lower to where there were rude and offensive comments.

"Too bad your body isn't as pretty as your face"

"You're too fat to be pretty"

"Gorgeous bug big backed👎👎"

"Ew"

...

Is this how people think of me..?

I know jihoon doesnt and thats all that should matter...but....

I felt my nose tingle and my eyes perk with tears. Soon enough, I was crying into my pillow. The thought of people viewing me like that was stomach turning.

Eventually my phone began vibrating and I picked it up with a small sigh, seeing jihoon was face timing me, something he always did during his break. It was part of our routine.

I couldn't just ignore him. So I answered the call but left the screen of my phone turned face up.

"Y/n?" He said, I could see the confusion on his face. I always answered with a bright smile or some cocky remark like..."you couldn't even wait until you got off the clock to see me again?"

But I didnt..

I couldn't...

"Hm...?" I just hummed, I knew if I spoke my voice would give me away. I don't want to worry him, last time he knew I was crying while he was gone, he immediately left his work and came home, getting a hard scolding the next day from his superior.

"Where are you?"

...

"What do you mean, I'm right here, I'm just laying down." I said quietly, trying my best not to let any sobs break though.

He frowned "i face timed you to see your face, not the ceiling. Turn the camera"

I knew he wouldn't let me keep it off so I quickly wiped my tears and awkwardly turned the phone to my face. "Hi." I said quietly.

"Why are you eyes...- y/n, were you crying?" He asked, you could hear the concern in his voice.

"Well..." i couldnt lie to him "its just because-"

"Ill be home soon"

And he hung up

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I heard the door unlock and quick footsteps coming upstairs to our shared room. He opened the door and walked in, speed walking to my side and grabbing me, cradling my head in his arms.

"What happened?"

I told you already,

I cant lie to him.

I just don't have the heart to.

So I told him.

"...what would you... What do you...- honey..." He hesitates. I know he doesn't know what to say. To be honest, I wouldn't either.

He cupped my cheeks with his hands and pecked my lips "you're beautiful. So so beautiful, y/n. Inside and out. I love everything about you. So don't care what other people think of you... Care about what I think of you. And what I think is the world."

I had stopped crying by then but his words made my eyes water again.
"Don't be anyone else's world, be mine..." He whispered as he looked deep into my eyes.

"I don't ever want you to cry over such silly things, others opinions. I only ever want you to cry over me"

He pressed his lips against mine in a sweet kiss, his thumbs wiping my tears as out lips moved together in synchronization.

I leaned further up into him and he let out a deep groan, deeping the kiss. My hands moved up to his cheeks to pull him closer.

He pulled away and sat on the bed before grabbing my hips and pulling me to straddled his waist.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked into his eyes.

"Y/n"

"Yes...?"

"Don't cry over those dumb things, I only when you to cry on my cock." He said before beginning to kiss my neck.

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Imma take a nap, part 2 coming soon.