Corset; RomaniaxChubby!Reader

Romania's Corset

"Go dancing with me." You turnedyour head that was buried in your arms to look at your boyfriendVladimir. You were currently laying on your stomach on your bed andhe was sitting on your desk chair that he had rolled over to you.

"Dancing?" You asked shocked as henodded happily.

"Da! (Yes!) I want to go dancing withyou." Vladimir said happily as you sighed.

"Well next week is InternationalPeace day." You mused, your town always held a festival onSeptember 21st to celebrate International Peace day andhad all different cultures showing what they were famous for; food,dancing, music, art, all of it was on display from so many differentcountries.

"And you'll dance?" He asked as younodded silently. You hadn't been dating last year and refused todance with him. You did not want to dance and have your fat shake.You knew that Vladimir didn't mind your weight, but still.

The next week was when it happened andseeing as you were going to international peace day you decided toshow some heritage of your own. You put on a pair of (favorite color)skinny jeans, sneakers, and you put on a (favorite color) camisoleand a Romanian flag flag corset that was busked in the front in(silver/gold) and laced up in the back with red lace that matchedVladimir's eyes, and had thick straps over your shoulders. You alsotied a scarf that was in the pattern of (flag from your heritage) tohold your hair back.

When you met up at the festival withVladimir who was wearing what he always wore, though he ditched thecloak, he gasped as his bloody eyes widening as you looked at himraising an eyebrow. "What is it?" You asked as he suddenly letout a squeal and jumped over to you, wrapping his arms around yourchubby form.

"You look so beautiful draga!(dear!)" He called holding you even tighter as you let out agiggle.

"Vlad you are such a dork~" youcooed giving him a kiss on the cheek. He gave a pout and gripped yoursoft chin in his leather gloved thumb and forefinger.

"You missed Name," he whisperedkissing your plump kissable lips. You blushed darkly as he let outhis cute little giggle, "you look just like a strawberry dearName." He cooed as you spluttered pulling away and looking awayfrom him blushing darkly.

"Do you want to dance or not?" Youasked as he nodded happily tugging you to dance. He wrapped one armaround your plump waist and the other gripped your hand while yourhand went to rest on his shoulder.

The flag from your heritage I amtalking about for an example I am Pennsylvania Dutch which meansGermany is a big thing for my heritage, though I am American and Ihave four other countries my ancestors are from, German is the one Iidentify strongest with. Kind of short but I hope you like it.