Haikyuu x Reader Oneshots!

Love Yourself || Iwaizumi Hajime

WARNING!! THIS IS SMUT AKA MATURE CONTENT SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!! This story contains short, chubby, and insecure reader so there's a little bit of angst here.

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You had always been one of the smallest people in your class. Height didn't exactly run in your family so it wasn't some strange phenomenon. One big disadvantage to your height that you've found so far though, is an inability to lose weight. No matter how often you exercise or how well you eat, you just couldn't lose weight the way you wanted to. Of course, this meant that you were quite a bit chubbier than other girls in your school. None of these girls bullied you though. It wasn't like you were consistently picked on, you just felt disappointed in yourself that you couldn't be as skinny and pretty as everyone else.

You felt as though you weren't good enough for anyone and that you'd never be worth someone's time if you were overweight the way you were. It truly came as a surprise to you when Iwaizumi approached you one day and confessed he had feelings for you. He was very fit, being the ace of the Aoba Johsai volleyball team, and very handsome. You knew quite a few girls that fawned over him and you never dreamed of a day where he would fall in love with you. You returned his feelings of course and there was never a day when he didn't remind you of how beautiful he found you.  It was like he made all of your insecurities melt away with a single smile sent your way.

There were some days though that you couldn't help but feel awful about yourself and your appearance. Today was just one of those days. You had accompanied Iwaizumi to his practice to spend some time at his house after school but despite the excitement of getting to spend time with him, you felt anxious as you began to overthink. You sat in your usual spot against the wall of the gym so you wouldn't get hit by any stray balls and watched your incredibly attractive boyfriend practice with his teammates. You felt a little better watching him get happy whenever he landed a good spike but that happiness faded when you heard something from above you. 

Sitting in the bleachers was a group of girls and if you leaned forward you could see them pretty clearly. "There he is! That's Iwaizumi Hajime. Isn't he hot?" You heard one of the girls chip happily as she clasped her hands over her chest. Her friends agreed and they began to talk about how hot the boys were, especially Iwaizumi and Oikawa. You couldn't help but notice how slim and pretty the girls were. They looked like models compared to you and before you knew it, you began to think about how much happier Iwaizumi would be with one of them instead. 

Practice ended soon after the girls had finally left, taking your small sliver of confidence with them. Iwaizumi quickly got changed and made his way to where you were standing by the door. "Hey love, are you ready to go?" He asked softly before he leaned forward and placed a kiss on the top of your head as he often did as a greeting. "Yeah of course!" You said happily, putting on the best fake smile you possibly could. He didn't seem to notice as he slipped his hand in yours and began leading you to his home. He tried to make small talk with you during the walk but you weren't as vibrant and talkative as you normally were which he picked up on immediately since you were usually the one to ramble on while he happily listened.

It wasn't until you arrived at his house and walked inside did he say something. "Y/N, What's wrong?" He said seriously as he watched you slip off your shoes. You looked up at him and tilted your head, worried he knew what you were thinking. "Oh, It's nothing-" "Don't lie to me." He cut you off sternly, frowning as his eyes narrowed slightly. You blinked slowly and let out a sigh, turning away from him slightly. "Fine. While you were practicing there was this group of girls watching you and talking about how good you looked..." You frowned, your mask dropping before Iwaizumi's eyes as you seemed to deflate. "You'd probably be so much better with a girl like that than someone like me..." A small tear rolled down your cheek then as you were moments from breaking apart at the thought.