Boy in Luv: BTS x Chubby One-Shots

I Need U, Chubs - J-Hope One-Shot

Everyday I wake up feeling more insecure than the last day. Tears stream down my face when I think about how school starts in 2 hours and I have to spend yet another day as the school fat, sloppy chick that everyone laughs at. I've been called every name in the book: Porky, Miss Piggy, Fatso, Fatty, Biggie, Chubby, LardAss.... you name it. I dread going to school and choose to wear baggy clothes that hide my fat rolls.

I go to a relatively small school out in the countryside and the town has been buzzing about a new family moving in down the street from the local high school that I attend. They have a son around my age but it's probably just another jerk that's going to be rude to me at school. Nothing to look forward to.

I take one last look in the mirror, push my hair back into a pony tail and try to stretch my sweatpants out a little more. I'll have to make a trip to Old Navy soon for some new clothes. My mom hands me my lunch: two bologna sandwiches, double meat extra mayo, Keebler snack cookies, a can of coke and diet baked Lays chips. Same thing I eat everyday. She packs me an extra sandwich for a friend but little does my mom know I don't have many friends to share with, so I eat it alone.

"Bye mom!" I yell and I run out the door to catch the bus, my chubby legs carrying me to the bus stop. Just my luck. I miss the bus yet again for 3rd time this week. My mom sighs and gets in her minivan so she can take me to school, turning up her favorite song by Pitbull as we pull into the parking lot.
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As I get out the car, I wave bye to my mom and trudge up the steps. I break out into a sweat walking up the short flight of stairs. I really need to work out more, I think to myself. Suddenly, I feel a shove and fall to the ground, my sandwiches tumbling to the floor and out of my lunch sack. "Hey Piggy!" I hear Jacob yell as he laughs at my pain. Jacob tortures me every day and is the notorious school bully. "Leave her alone, you jerk," I hear an unfamiliar voice exclaim. I see a hand reach out to help me and I look up. A beautiful Korean guy with brown hair stares back at me. I grab his hand and he struggles to lift me up, but I appreciate his effort. He hands me my lunch sack and dusts off my sweatpants for me.

"Wow, the new guy is a chubby chaser," Jacob laughs. "Dude you can do better than that lard-ass."

The mystery guy slams his fist against the locker. "I said leave her alone," the mystery guy mutters with his jaw clenched.

Wide eyed, Jacob stumbles back. "Sorry bro, didn't mean to trigger you." Jacob breaks into a sprint down the hall.

The mystery guy turns to face me. I notice a light flush of pink on his cheeks and he nervously runs his hands through his hair. "I'm Ho-Seok," he says as he grasps my chubby fingers to shake my plump hand. "I'm new here. Just moved in down the street from here," he laughs, then quickly drops my hand when he notices he's been holding it too long.

"I'm Y/N," I respond. "Thanks for that. No one really sticks up for me here," I add, sheepishly. My eyes meet his, then I look down quickly. Wow, he's even more beautiful up close.

"No problem," he smiles. "I don't really know my way around the school yet. Would you mind showing me around?"

"Not at all." I look at his schedule. We have first and third period together. "Looks like we're heading to the same class. Spanish."

We walk down the hall together, laughing and smiling at one another. He doesn't notice the way my fat jiggles when I laugh, nor does he criticize the 2XL sweatpants tightly stretched across my waist. He doesn't comment on the loud thuds my size 11 feet makes against the ground.

We sit in the first two seats up front. He pulls my chair out for me like a gentleman, not noticing that I can barely squeeze one cheek on a seat.

"¡Hola! Me llamo Ho-Seok," the new guy introduces to the class. "Soy de Seoul, South Korea. Me gusta hamburgueses con queso y cereales con leche." He sits down after his brief introduction.

"Gracias, Hoe Sock. Alright clase, back to your worksheets from last week," Senora Schumer tells us.

The next few classes go by quickly. Whenever we are next to each other, I feel Ho-Seok's eyes on me. I suck in my gut a little to make myself feel more presentable and turn away shyly.

The bell for the end of third period rings and I feel someone tap my shoulder.

"Hey Y/N, would you like to have lunch together?" Ho-Seok asks. "It's okay if you don-"

"I would love to," I interrupt. I brush my oily hair back with my chubby fingers and smile. No one has ever asked to eat with me before. Lunch is my favorite time of the day.

We sit in the back of the cafeteria and take out our lunches. Ho-Seok unwraps his onigiri and opens his probiotic yogurt drink, before gasping when sees my lunch.
I wonder if he's astonished at the whole pack of lunch meat between my two pieces of bread or the mayonnaise dripping from its wrapper.

"Can I have a morsel of that delectable sandwich?" He asks, jaw practically on the ground.

I'm polishing off my second sandwich when he looks to the ground and quietly says, " I love a girl who can chow down."

"What you say?" I ask between mouthfuls. "Oh nothing," he says frantically and stands up. He begins to walk away, then quickly turns around.

"I don't care that you're chubby or above normal on the BMI index," he stutters. "I don't care about your stretch marks or your jelly rolls. You're perfect to me, double chin and all."

"Are you making fun of me?" I ask, flecks of bologna flying from my mouth into his eye. He blinks and wipes his face. "No, really." He tries to wrap his arms around my large waist, but only makes it half way. "You're beautiful the way you are.

"We barely know each other," I say.

"Well, lets at least exchange numbers." He puts his name in my phone and mine in his. We begin to head to our last class of the day, both of us heading to different hallways.

"Text you later, Chubs," he says, turning back to look at me

"Text you later, Ho-Seok," I smile. I blush at the thought of my new nickname.

"Call me Hobi," he says before giving me a small wave and turning around into the next hallway.