Of Blood and Chocolate Pt. 1 ( Roman Godfrey x Chubby reader)

I love you, Roman.

        You were sitting beside Shelley talking about one of your classes, "Yeah but I don't think it's fair that Mr. Patrick is requiring us to read all three parts of the series. Each book is so dreadfully long and dull." Shelley laughed and typed into her phone, "Think of it not as a difficult task but as a task preparing you for difficult times." You smiled at her, "You're right, Shelley, that's a great way to think about it." In the distance Peter was eating his lunch as he sat on the stone wall, Letha had approached and began talking to him. She was at last starting to show and you knew it must have been weird for her to walk around campus with everyone staring.

       In the past month and a half, you had come to realize that Roman cared very deeply for both his cousin Letha and sister Shelley...you couldn't help but envy them and wish he would develop the same feelings towards you that you held towards him. There had been instances where he protected you of course but still... In the corner of your eye you saw Roman watching as Peter and Letha talked. He waved over at you and Shelley, "Hey, you two come on, let's head to the house." Nodding simultaneously the two of you gathered your things. You waved goodbye to Peter, "See ya, Pete." He smiled, "See ya, (Y/N)!"

       The ride to their home was quiet, Roman was probably deep in thought about Letha getting close to Peter. You could see his concern but thought it unnecessary. Shelley started to talk about what you were going to wear to the event tomorrow evening, "I bet you look beautiful." You smiled despite your current feelings over the dress and how it made you look, "Thanks Shell, I hope so. I wish you were going to be there!" Shelley nodded and began typing away, "Mother won't allow it." Nodding sadly, you looked back out at the road, "What a bitch she can be." Roman chuckled, "Oh, you have no idea."

     As the three of you entered the house, Olivia and a police officer came around the corner. She smiled politely at you as she began to speak, "Shelley dear, could you take (F/N) upstairs. You can come back down shortly." Shelley nodded and you both began to walk upstairs. Roman gave you a look that was confused as you passed. Shelley lead the way up to Romans room and turned as she typed, "I'm sure Roman wouldn't mind if you just waited in here." She was the only one you had told about your feelings and she liked to tease you about it. A smile spread across her face as she watched you blush. Playfully hitting her arm, you laughed, "Alright, obviously you want some privacy so I will." She nodded and gave you a hug before making her way up to where you assumed her room was.

     Roman's room was just like he was, neat and uptight. Although, if you knew how to look, you'd find his drug residue haphazardly left lying around, cigarette butts in the wrong places and empty alcohol containers in special places. You weren't one to object to a nice joint every once in a while, when the three of you hung out, but you couldn't see why he did so much cocaine privately. Several moments passed before you decided to just toss yourself on his bed. Wouldn't hurt anyone, right? You looked at the ceiling until you heard footsteps and the door close behind him, "Fucking cunt." You shot up, "Geez alright, next time I'll ask." His face broke out into a gorgeous smile and chuckling followed, "Not you, (F/N), my mother." You laughed, "Oh, okay." He walked over and tossed himself down next to were you previously laid, "You can lay on my bed anytime you want." He winked up at you and you playfully hit him with a pillow before leaning back against the soft sheets, "Good to know."

    Before you knew it, you had fallen asleep. Your eyes slowly opened to find yourself tucked under the sheets and Roman sitting in the chair next to you. You reached out and poked his arm, causing him to look at you, "It's your bed dummy, you could have moved me to the chair or just sat on the other side." He stretched and smiled slowly, "Nah, you looked too peaceful." Smiling you got up, "So to Destiny's?" Roman sat up straight, "Oh my god, (F/N). You slept here overnight, it's like an hour till the party. I tried to wake you for the trip but you wouldn't. You just moaned and rolled over." You creased your eyebrows, "Are you fucking kidding me?" He shook his head and stood up walking over to you, placing a hand on your head, "No, I'm not. Are you alright?" Him being so close made you aware of your chubbiness and you took a step back, "I-I'm okay. I just can't believe I missed meeting Destiny. Was she cool?"

    Roman nodded as he took his shirt off, "Yeah, for a gypsy hooker I guess." You gave him a glare at which he laughed, "Oh, come on. She's cool; read my palm but wouldn't tell me what it meant." You couldn't help but stare at his bare chest, he took a step towards you pointing in the opposite direction, "I'm gonna hit the showers. You're dress arrived last night, it's hanging on the guest's bathroom door." You nodded, walking out of the room and down the hall. Your dress was a deep purple and very classy looking. Quickly you showered, fixed your hair and makeup; thankfully the guest bathroom was well supplied.

    You waited patiently for Roman to come downstairs. His mother already having left and Shelley hadn't come out of her room for some reason. Roman turned the corner, his eyes widening at the sight of you, "Well, well, well, you...mmm, you look very nice this evening." You smiled and blushed, "Thank you." Before the conversation could go any further Letha arrived and the three of you took off to the Gala. There were many scientists, donors and board members present as well as their family members. One was pissed that Roman would be taking over the corporation and was very vocal about it. Letha, surprise here, had to be taken home because she had gotten sick. After that event Roman ordered several bourbons for the both of you, "I'll be back, babe. I have to take a piss." You nodded, taken aback by the nickname but didn't say anything. Almost an hour had passed before you realized he hadn't returned from the restroom. This was only brought to your attention when the upset board member began to protest openly towards the Godfrey family. Roman would have beat the crap out of him. Worried for you friend and secret love, you began to look around for him. Your search led you to the offices, noises coming from within. Slowly you opened the door to find the scientist's wife running out of the office half naked. You groaned inwardly, immediately you knew Roman had heard the stuff that man said and took it out on the wife using his powers. What you didn't expect was him to be fully nude and his chest to gashed opened, you walked towards him concerned, "Oh my god! Roman, what the fuck?"

     He looked at you shocked, "(f/N), you weren't supposed to come back here. Turn around and leave." You rolled your eyes as you got closer, grabbing a handy towel to wipe his chest. He glared at you for a second, "I said go." Again, you rolled your eyes, standing just inches away and dabbing at his chest, "Roman, you know that doesn't work on me. When are you going to stop trying." He sighed, his shoulders dropping, "Well at least let me put my pants on." You blushed immensely and turned around, "Right..." He chuckled softly, "Aren't you going to reprimand me or something?" He touched your shoulder to turn you back around. When you did you were inches apart. His form towering over you, "N-No...just, you should know that I am here for you if you need to talk about anything." His eyes seemed to be searching yours for a sign, "I know...I'm just scared to talk about it...it's different from what we have been dealing with..." You placed the towel back on his chest and used your free hand to cup his cheek, "You shouldn't be, Roman. I care about you, deeply...in fact I...I-I love you, Roman."

    You gasped at having said it out loud and went to walk away, but his hand caught yours as his arm wrapped around your waist. His green eyes seemed to be blurry and bright at the same time, "You love me?" You nodded, your heart skipping in your chest, "I know you may not-" He cut you off with a kiss, deep and passionate. When he pulled away you opened your eyes, "Roman..." He kissed you again, whispering between each movement of your lips, "I love you too, (F/N)."