hey there!! uhh kinda emergency request but no pressure, take all the time you need and if you're uncomfy w/ writing it I completely understand :) I was wondering if you could do some comfort hc w/ terushima, oikawa, and bokuto for an insecure reader who's like chubby/medium sized. I've been having the hardest time with my insecurities and body confidence sooo yeah wbdjkejewj anywhooo I hope you're having a lovely day/night and taking care of yourself ʕ ᵔᴥᵔ ʔ
Featuring: Terushima, Oikawa, and Bokuto.
Warnings: issues with body image, insecurities
Terushima Yūji is a very observant man.
He noticed the way that you would avert your eyes to the ground whenever going outside, avoiding the eyes of bystanders.
He noticed the way you would slowly distance yourself away from everyone.
He noticed the way you always tug at your shirt and pants.
He often knew if you had been feeling off and he noticed it now.
You two had a tradition on Saturdays to watch anime, sitting side by side on your bedroom wall.
Today was Saturday and you could feel the heat of his presence pressed firmly on your left side.
As the screen flashed to the opening credits, he turned towards you.
“Baby, what’s been on your mind lately?”
Your heart plummeted to your toes. This is the one topic you didn’t want to touch on today. Not when you are spending quality time.
“I...Can we just watch the show? We can talk about this later.”
“Princess, I’m always here for you.”
He took your hand in his and intertwined his fingers with yours, bringing your hand to his lips.
He pressed a kiss into your knuckles and kept your hands intertwined in yours.
As the episode came to an end, he started rubbing little circles into your hand with his thumb, and warmly smiled on you.
“I don’t want to force you into anything you’re not comfortable with. Take it at your own pace.”
“But it might be stupid.” You look down.
“Your emotions are valid. They will never be stupid in my eyes.”
That made you sigh and lid your eyelids.
Your hands were clammery as they gripped his.
He was there, right at hands reach. Offering his full support.
You opened your eyes and saw him warmly smile, the smile even reaching his eyes.
“Well I…..I don’t feel good about…..” you poured your heart out. He listened to you with such tentative eyes and ears.
He would constantly squeeze your intertwined arms and at the end of your explanation he tugged you forward to place a kiss on your forehead.
“I love you so so much, baby, you’re the single most precious being to me. Is there anything I can do right now to help you feel better? A cuddle session?” he asked you.
“Just be there for me, please, and some cuddling sounds great right now.”
He laid down with you and started stroking your cheek.
He would whisper from time to time, “you’re so beautiful.” while he would pull you even closer.
“Get up.” He suddenly spoke up.
Your eyes shot open at his seriousness.
He would always be spontaneous, always doing little surprises here and there.
You both awkwardly shuffled off the bed and went to your living room, where there was a vast, open space.
“Now, take both of my hands and lean back a tad bit.” he looks at you.
You do as you are told and when you lean back, he pulls you close, putting a hand on your hip and one holding your hand.
He starts leading the dance.
“Teru, we have no music on.” you point out as you cling to him.
He giggled as he started to hum a soft tune.
The rumble of his chest shot vibrations through you.
You just closed your eyes and reminisced in the slow movement of both your bodies.
The ground was covered in pink petals.
You look at Oikawa’s hand intertwined with yours.
You had a rough day at school, you two both had.
You two were sitting on a hill with cherry blossom trees all around you. It had been so peaceful, but you were feeling anxious.
“-Y/n, right?” He looked at you expectantly.
“I… I didn’t get that.” You looked at his face.
He picked up on your anxious face right away.
“Look at me.” He squeezed your hand.
You slowly look at him through your eyelashes.
He always had a tendency to bite his lip whenever worried.
You looked down and frowned.
A petal landed next to your hand.
“Yes…...I’m sorry” You whisper.
“Baby, there is nothing to be sorry about.” he squeezed your hand.
He looked at you with a questioning look.
He always would quirk his head to the side, looking absolutely confused.
“Those girls at school, am I as pretty as them?” You finally answer after a while.
Your chest was tight, you could feel your ragged breaths rack your body.
“Huh?” he deadpanned, “Baby, they don’t even stand a chance.”
Your eyes well up with unshed tears.
“But...I” You look down at yourself.
You weren’t like those fit girls, you told yourself.
“Listen to me, please. I love you for who you are, you understand me? Everything about you is a blessing on this earth. I don’t care if there are girls flocking me. I’ll always want you and only you. You are so beautiful.”
His eyes only shined in sincerity. He was so adamant that your chest ached.
You looked down and stared at your intertwined fingers hard.
“I’ll always be here beside you.”
“Do you want to climb trees?” He blurted out.
“So I can go on top and tell everyone how beautiful you are.”
“Am I enough?” Your voice shakes.
Light poured out the open window and enveloped your skin.
Bokuto was sitting on the couch, typing away at the computer.
You had seen him work on a project for what seems like days now and he barely had time for you two to talk.
You could see worry, guilt and sadness flash through them. They were so beautiful yet devastating.
As he began to close his laptop, you could see him frown.
“Love?” he bagan walking towards you.
“I’m…..sorry. Nevermind.” You try to retreat, but you’re stopped by a hand caressing your upper arm.
Bokuto was right there next to you with the same heartbreaking frown.
You opened your mouth but closed it right after, without any words coming to mind.
“I’m so sorry y/n, For whatever I did that makes you question yourself like that.” He started to trail both his hands up until they were cupping your cheeks.
You could see his eyes becoming a little glossy.
He would always cry when you said something like that, or when he felt you think badly about yourself.
It just broke him that you couldn’t see yourself as he saw you- this amazing person who came into his life at the perfect moment.
“Y/n you are enough. You are so perfect, that it aches. That day when you said yes to going out with me, I was over the moon.”
He kept on running his thumbs over your cheeks as you had your arms plastered by your side, fidgeting with your pant legs.
“You were there for me when even my friends refused to be. You were there to support me even though you had your hands full with your own problems. I’m really sorry if I made you feel like that. Was it the project?”
You shake your head, “I’m just a little insecure.”
“Aw baby” He whispered and brang you closer, looping his hands around your neck.
He smelled of mildew and lilacs, the softener he always used.
“I have a little surprise that I was working on other than my project. That’s why I was so absent.”
You untangled yourself from him with eyes blown wide.
“I just need you to sit right here for half an hour.” He picked up his keys and was out the front of the door.
You sat there, patiently waiting as you looked out the window at the landscape.
It was sunny outside, not a single cloud to be seen.
The same weather when he asked you out.
Keys jingled and Bokuto appeared.
He was exactly the same but he was holding something behind his back.
“Bo?” you question with squinted eyes.
You froze as you heard a little meow.
He has a cat. Behind his back.
“Yes I did.” He sheepishly smiled.
He brang out a box. It had holes in it and you could see little orange paws trying to claw out.
You carefully opened the box to see an orange tabby looking at you.
“This is why we barely had any time together?” You ask.
“Yes, I had to fill out some tenacious adoption paperwork.”
Your eyes well up with tears as you hugged the kitten close to your chest.
“I love you.” You let the words roll out of your mouth.
Bokuto immediately discarded the box and leaned down.
Closing the space between you two, his lips were on yours as he gave you a quick peck.
“What should we name our son?” He smiled down at the new family member.
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