J-Hope Fluff: He Reacts to You Being Insecure About Your Body

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Gazing at you with big eyes, Hoseok admired you from across the table. With your pretty pink frock and poofy hair neatly combed behind your ears, you looked irresistible and he desperately longed to pull you into a crushing hug and pepper kisses all over your heart-shaped face. He adored the fact that you had applied a little more makeup than usual for this date, making a conscious effort to look good in front of him; it melted his heart. But of course, like the ideal boyfriend, he admired your natural beauty the most.

Distracted by your adorable semblance, he almost missed the fact that you were picking weakly at the slice of cake that he had placed in front of you. For this special date, Hobi had taken you to your favorite bakery and spoiled you with a slice of your favorite black forest cake. But to his worry, you weren't touching it...

"Y/N, what's wrong?" He questioned, observing you with concern veiled in his eyes.
You refused to meet his eyes, a noticeable gloom clouding over your normally exuberant personality.
"Yah, Y/N", the boy persisted. "You know that you can talk to me if something is wrong, jagiya~" he murmured expectantly, waiting for you to confide in him. "We've been dating for—what—almost a year! I want you to feel comfortable with talking to me about your problems."
You felt tears begin to form at the corners of your eyes as a maelstrom of emotions whirled violently through your body.

Why am I not good enough? I'm not as beautiful and skinny as the many female idols he interacts with everyday. I don't want to be a burden to him.

As this deleterious self-degradation ravaged your thoughts, the tears that you had attempted to conceal coursed down your face, blurring your makeup and leaving you an utter mess.

Hobi immediately looked alarmed. As your sobs increased in volume, your outburst attracted the attention of a multitude of bystanders. Your loving boyfriend shuddered under the public's judging stares.

"No, no! I didn't make her cry!", he tried to explain, but to no avail, as audible whispers broke out all around you both. Rapidly collecting his belongings, Hobi grabbed your arm and escorted you out.

As your tears began to subside, you suddenly felt overwhelmed with the embarrassment you had just inflicted on Hobi and yourself. Glancing at his handsome face, you racked your brain for words to alleviate the damage. Hobi remained silent, gripping your fingers tightly. But before you could utter a word, he broke the awkward silence.

"Y/N, I understand that you may hate me. As a boyfriend, I'm not here for you when you need me. I-I always have a damn schedule, so I can't comfort you when you are hurting." His voice cracked with the strain the emotions left on him. "When I'm here, all I do is pressure you, and now it's taken a toll on you and I made you cry. I'm so sorry for not being a better boyfriend...I understand if you want to break up with me."

Your reddened eyes widened. How could Hobi think it was his fault? It wasn't him; it was your insecurities about your body that led to your emotional outburst. You gazed upon him with sadness. His happy virus personality was gone, replaced by a depressed young boy who looked as if he had nothing left to live for.

"Hoseok," you whispered, taking him into an embrace. "It's not you, jagi. Lately I've just been depressed because of my body. I-I just don't feel satisfied and I want to achieve a perfect body...for you. I don't want my fat self to reflect badly on you, who have to worry about maintaining a good image in front of your fans."

Hobi pulled back, surprised. "So it wasn't me?" He asked in confusion. You nodded, blinking tears away. It could never be Hobi. He was the man who encouraged you everyday, always taking the time to shoot you a quick text in the middle of practice, like "Jagi, did you eat yet?"

Your loving thoughts about Hobi were interrupted as he began to speak. "Y/N, you could never be imperfect to me. I love your body the way it is; please don't attempt to change yourself, especially for me. I-I love the way your dimples stick out when you smile...And your laugh! Goodness, it's so contagious, I could listen to it all day and never get tired. And the way your vibrant personality gets along so well with mine. I don't even know how you've managed to tolerate me all these months." He tilted his head back and laughed, leading a swarm of butterflies to flutter inside your stomach. "Y/N, baby, thank you for sticking by me for so long. Thank you for being the only woman in my life; I could never look at any other woman than you. All those pretty idols pale in comparison to you."

You felt your heart swell as your cheeks flushed pink in response to Hobi's heartfelt confession. Suddenly, you didn't mind your chubby cheeks or your excess stomach fat. Knowing that Hoseok appreciated every inch of you made you feel perfectly content with yourself.