Chubby!ReaderxFives

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A/N: Hello there! yeah, this took longer than expected. I'm supprised myself how much i actually had to do in my free time during the shit thats Corona. I hope you're all well regardless! this translation was requested from the lovely @Kass_Obi13 , there you go!

You're standing in front of your mirror inside your Quarters onboard the Resolute. You're chubby, and you don't like it. No, you hate it. You're a Jedi and of course your trained as such, but you just don't seem to loose the extrapounds on your hips and your thighs, no matter what diet or extra training program you try. You're just not as slim as for example Aayla Secura. She has a perfectly fine bodyshape, but you? You feel unattractive, ugly even.

You reflect about a conversation you and Aayla had some time ago, where you told her about your worries and self-doubts, and how you admire her for her figure and appearance: you wanted to be able to look like her. She kind of shrugged it of and told you, that

„You look beautiful, (Y/N)! Really, i don't see why you should be ashamed of yourself. Like, i see how the majority of your men look after you. And hey, Skywalker and even Kenobi would agree with me, if they were here."

She smiled at you. You smiled back. You felt slightly better after what she had said, but you still have trouble believing her about her statement. You didn't feel worthy of such a compliment. Still, she's a great friend and you trust her.

You stayed like this, deep in thought, standing in front of your mirror for some time, until a knock on your door pulled you out of your train of thoughts, scaring the hell out of you.

„Coming, i'm coming!"

you yell at whoever stands at your door, throwing on an old, oversized Shirt (maybe from Anakin, maybe from Kit, nobody knows) and go to answer whoever you are going to face. Maybe it's Kenobi calling you in for a meeting or somethi-

„Fives? Uh, hi, what- what are you doing here?"

you're fairly surprised about his appearance. You like the Clone, way more than you should, and you always feel a little... fidgety in his presence, wich brought you into quite some unpleasent situations with him (at least, they were unpleasent for you, you don't know about the others involved. And you honestly don't want to know.) He's looking you right in the eyes, pleading

„(Y/N), can i hide at your place, please? I've got Echo and Hardcase on my tail and i don't want them to get me, and your place was the only option i could think of with a chance of survival. Please?"

He gives you the biggest and cutest puppy eyes the galaxy has ever seen, and you just can't withstand their power, so you bend in, cracking a small grin, and step aside while motioning for him to enter your quarters.

„sure thing, come in."

As he enters, you shortly look left and right down the corridors to make sure that nobody saw your brief interaction, and let the door slide shut behind you. No need for additional roumors.

Once inside, you turn towards him with a curious and questioning gaze

„What did you even do to get in trouble so bad that you wont even be safe in some abondoned storage room? Do i even want to know?"

You ask him grinning, while sitting youself crosslegged on your bed and motion for him to do the same. You're close friends with nearly everyone from 501st Torrent, 212th Ghost company and the 104th Wolfpack. You're honestly surprised that he didn't go to either Anakin or Rex, because at least Anakin would've understood Fives' need for fun and pranking his Vod'e and would've granted him shelter. So, why was he here? You look at him, still with a genuinely curious look on your face, as he sits himself also crosslegged in front of you.

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