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Shape of You | Phichit Chulanont

"I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling, too
I'm in love with your body
Last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you
Everyday discovering something brand-new
I'm in love with your body."
- "Shape of You" by Ed Sheeran

You had always been self conscious about your body. No matter how many times your boyfriend, Phichit, told you not to be.

He loved everything about you. And when I say everything, I mean everything. Too stubborn? Nope. It's cute. Too shy? Adorable. Too self conscious? Nope, he'll make you see the best about yourself. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do.

But there were whispers when you'd walk around Bangkok.

"Look at them. He could do so much better!"

"Ugh. This makes me so mad. I'm so much better."

And the like. Every time you would hear it, Phichit would grab your waist, and pull you into his side. He would sometimes kiss you, or take a selfie depending on where you were at.

It wasn't everyone, though. There would be people that would smile and congratulate you and Phichit for your relationship. He'd been doing even better skating since you two started going out, which was about six months after the Grand Prix.

But the negative seemed to outweigh the positive.

Currently, you and Phichit were laying in bed, with his arms around you. You were lying between his legs watching a favorite of both of yours, Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers. Phichit took his phone out, and put his head on top of yours.

"Smile!" He said, and you turned your head away.

He frowned, "Not now, Phichit." You grumbled, "I'm not done up!"

He laughed, "You're beautiful no matter what." He said, kissing the crown of your head. He left his face there, "You smell so good, [Name]..." He murmured.

His hamsters started making a racket as if to agree with him.

"Phichit, you hear what they say, right? I'm a foreigner. And a not very good looking one at that." You started crying, "You're a gorgeous Thai skater who could have anyone he wanted." You stated through tears, "I don't know why you want me."

Phichit stared at your face, "[Name]... I love you. I have since​ the moment I laid eyes on you. You're perfect to me.  Everything about you. You smile and welcome me home everyday, you cheer me on, you're beautiful, you're intelligent - but most importantly, you're you." He frowned as you cried harder. "If you hadn't taken that Thai class, I never would have met you. If I'd never met you, I don't know what I would do. Not after being so in love. If you're not happy, though..." He frowned. It did not suit him.

"I am!" You exclaimed, "I am so happy that you chose me, Phichit! It just hurts hearing all those comments on the street. I know some people are super supportive, but the ones that aren't..."

"Don't matter," he finished, "and obviously don't care about anyone but themselves." Phichit sighed, "If you truly care about someone - wouldn't it be better if they were happy? Wouldn't you encourage them? The ones that are jealous, let them be! You haven't heard some of the things guys have said about you!" He laughed, "You don't see it, but yesterday, when we were out and I went to the bathroom, some guys were taking about that hot foreigner who is by herself." He laughed, "I was so mad. It's happened more than once." He smiled at you.

You wiped the remaining tears off, "W-what?"

"Yup. Remember how I came back and just kissed you?" He laughed, "I was so jealous that you might leave me. I trust you, but there are some smooth talkers that I don't trust!" He sighed, "I wonder why someone with so much intellect would chose me. I mean, during off season, I train and take selfies! That seems like all I do! And you could be back in [Home Country] working on a Master's in Linguistics! You have so much potential!" He kissed you at that point and just watched your face.

You blushed, "Phichit...?" You giggled, "Why are you just staring at me?"

"I just love you so much." He whispered.

You silently wrapped your arms around him, "I love you, too, Phichit."

He looked at you again, with a look as if contemplating something, and smiled, "I want... I want to ask you something." He slowly got up, and made his way to his top drawer.

You watched curiously as he fumbled through the drawer.

"Here it is!" He walked over to the bed, "Can you maybe sit on the edge?" He asked.

You nodded, and put your feet on the ground.

He got down on one knee, and took a deep breath, "[Full name], I've had this for a while, and I was planning on asking at the next skating competition, but that's too far off..." He opened the box and you gasped, "Will you do me the greatest honor of all and be my wife?"

Tears started falling again, but from happiness, "Yes! Phichit, of course!"

Phichit hugged you, and then took your left hand, kissed the back, and slipped the ring on. He knew you too well, because it was a simple [Favorite gem] with a diamond on either side. The band was silver, and it fit like a glove.

"Phichit..." You whispered, "How long...?"

"A-about a year." He was obviously embarrassed, "When you moved in, and my bed sheets had your smell when you were in the shower... I knew."

You cried and kissed him passionately, "Phichit Chulanont, I dare say, I love you more than anything."

You two kissed a few more times, when Phichit stopped you, "Here's a deal, every time you start feeling inadequate, look at that ring. No other girl will have it. It's proof that I love you and only you, and that you're the one for me!"

Everyday from then on out was an adventure.

My dudes. I have to say, I don't know how to feel about this one. I feel like Phichit is somewhat OOC, but like everyone is self conscious and jealous at one point? Also, I really wanted to do one with "Shape of You", because it's an awesome song. I'm working on an Attack on Titan book and a Haikyuu!! book. Let me know which you'd rather see! Anyway, I started this one days ago (again) but just got around to finishing it. I think the next one will be based around "Hard Times" by Paramore. Oh! Also, let me know if you thought the MC was too weak in this? Because I've been told I make them too weak in some cases. I hope y'all had a great weekend!

Jaa ne,

Nat the Alley Cat