Yandere Hetalia x Chubby Reader

Rejected 2p England X Chubby Reader

You looked down at yourself, glaring at the plump stomach staring back at you. You thought that no one would ever want you and that you would be forever alone. You felt tears coming out of your eyes and quickly wiped them away, you weren't going to let anymore tears fall out of your eyes. You were stronger than this. You walked out of your bathroom and got dressed in a baggy, long sleeved (f/c) shirt and a pair of black leggings. You put on your black socks and your (f/c) shoes and grabbed your black, baggy hoodie from the kitchen chair. You picked me up your bag and left the house, nearly forgetting to lock the door. 

You got in your car and drove to the Country Meeting in London, almost an hour drive. You were a maid for the ever so loveable Oliver or more known as the 2p of England. He hadn't put up an advert for a new maid and you had really needed a job so you had took it. He didn't judge you for your weight and spent a lot of time around you, but you didn't really think a lot about it. You preferred to focus on getting your job done and not having to listen to Arthur or England, as he liked to be called, ranting about the "dirty" tabletops even though they were much cleaner than his were. Francis or France was always quick to step in and defend you. Whether it was that he liked you or he wanted to fight with Arthur, you didn't care. Whatever got him off your back. 

The other countries were very nice, even Lovino was nicer to you than he was with most people, maybe it was because you were more intelligent than the others or that you didn't bother him much or maybe it was because you also had a hatred of tomatoes, you didn't know. Although the last one was involuntary, you were highly allergic to tomatoes and could die if you ate them. You liked all of them equally, and you hoped they all liked you, except from England of course. You loved spending time with them, especially Antonio, or Spain, because you had a small crush on him and he always spent time with you and never judged you. You had even found someone who liked gardening as much as you. He made you blush bright red whenever he came near whic should have been a deadman giveaway of your feelings but it turned out that he must have been the most oblivious person in the world. 

You didn't see anything wrong with having these feelings, not knowing that someone else had had their eye on you for a long time. You finally arrived at 10 am and got started. You had to change into a more appropriate maid outfit where the skirt and sleeves where very long and thick. You had to tie your (h/l) (h/c) hair up as well. It was unnecessary and tedious but it had to be done. You couldn't complain or you mig end up without a job. You started on wiping down the large table in the middle of he meeting room not noticing a certain red head come into the room. Oliver stared at you bent over, trying to reach the centre of the table but failing. You had no idea why the table had to be his big, it's not like they used it that often anyway, it would be easier to have smaller and more tables to make life easier for you maids. 

You saw the way your belly was touching the table and you used one hand to wrap around your waist to make yourself feel more comfortable and make you feel less insecure. You heard a noise behind you and noticed Oliver coming into the room, you straightened and said, "H-hello Mr Kirkland, I hadn't noticed you coming in" he giggled and replied, "Oh silly (Y/n), I thought I told you to call me Oliver, sweetie~" Another thing about your boss was that he was overly affectionate but you thought he was like that to everyone. You smiled and turned to grab your bucket and rag to start scrubbing at the floors on your hands and knees. No matter where you looked, you couldn't find a mop to use. 

He was stood behind you, a dreamy glint in his eye as you rocked back and forth, trying to get rid of a patch of mud from most likely Russia's shoes. He liked going out into the rain before coming into the room and had dirty shoes on and refused to take them off to be cleaned. You jumped as you turned to see Oliver so close to you, it scared you. "Don't you have anything you have to do Mr Kir-Oliver?" He grinned when you said his name and you felt a shiver trail down your spine. "No". You let out a nervous laugh and continued cleaning until it was 12, when the other countries were due to enter. As if on cue, Italy, Russia and Romano all came through the door at once. They saw you and gave you a quick nod before heading to their seats to talk or in their case, shout. 

You stood by the entrance and took coats until England came. When you saw him, you left to hang up the coats you already had. When you came back, you weren't happy to see that he was waiting for you with a smirk on his face. You took Japan's coat and South Korea's coats, avoiding the groping hand headed your way and left. His smirk dropped at your form walking away, without his coat. He scowled and threw his heavy coat at you, causing you to trip and th scouts to fall out of your hands and on top of you. Oliver's must have seen it because he was right in front of you asking you if you were alright, "I'm fine Oliver" Oliver's eyes turned red instead of purple for a second when he looked at England. It was so quick, you doubted it was there's to begin with. 

He picked you up with surprising strength and headed to another room, "I'll be back soon~" he shouted over his shoulder to the other countries who looked worried for you. Even Lovino held a look of small concern for you. You were placed on a bed in what looked like maybe Oliver's room. He sat down beside you and had a deep blush on his face while staring at your stomach. You thought he was acting strange until he reached out and touch the soft skin around your middle. You then realised that the top of your work outfit had ridden up when he carried you and out you down. You blushed and tried to pry his hands away from you. He then pinned your arms to the bed next to your head and stared deep in your eyes. "I've got something to tell you, my sweet (Y/n)" he paused for a moment, "I love you". 

You gasped, not expecting him to say that. You hadn't no idea what you were going to say, you didn't like him back, maybe as friends but that's it. He clearly took your silence as being happy because he leaned down and kissed you. You froze and kept your mouth shut, not wanting the kiss. He noticing your squirming and pulled away, letting you breath. "What's wrong love?" You moved more, "I'm sorry Oliver, but I don't like you back, I love someone else" he was silent and his fringe fell down to cover his eyes. You tried to speak again, "I hope that we will still be fr-" "Who is it?" "What?" You were confused, "WHO IS IT THAT YOU LOVE!?" You were scared by his shouting and had begun to shake in fear of him and your wrists were hurting because of the sudden tight grip he had around them. "A-ant-tonio". He growled lowly and you started trembling, terrified of your former boss, "If he's the one person between our love, I'll get rid of him". He mumbled and you feared for his life, "No, please leave him alone". 

You kicked Oliver in the crotch and pushed him off you, as soon as his grip ran out for he room and found your way to the other countries, tears running down your face and dark bruises around your wrists, top wrinkled. They all stopped talking and stared at you, even England looked shocked and worried. Antonio came runnign over to you and hugged you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and cried, head deep in his chest. He picked you up and took you to his house, no one noticed the pair of red eyes watching them leaving the building. 

You were sat on Antonio's couch and was watching a film when he got up to go to the toilet. He had been gone for a long time and you were starting to get worried. You got up and went to go look for him, then the lights switched off. You screamed and tried to find the light switch. You felt the wall and found a button, you pressed it and the lights came back on. You screamed again a thing the sight of a blood stained Oliver staring back a tear you with insane red eyes. He grinned at your outfit of shorts and tank top. You started crying and ran away, to the bathroom. You found the desired escape route but stopped at the body of your long term crush on the floor in front of you. Skinny arms circled your plush waist and you jumped. This time, Oliver wrapped a hand around your mouth to prevent noise and he whispered in your ear, "You have been a very naughty girl, rejecting my love and running away from me. You need to be taught a lesson and I have the perfect idea in mind, you'll forget all about that Spanish trash". Your eyes went wide as he dragged you to Antonio's bedroom. 

You had been missing for three years now, nobody had found you or Antonio and had assumed that you two had run away together. If only they knew the truth. 

(A/N: sorry about the late update, I went on holiday and didn't have time to write anything. By the way I do take requests but they might be late depending on how many I get)