Could you write something about marc bernal x reader where they have been together for a while but reader is curvy/plus size and struggle to believe he really loves her, and hate online doesn't make it easy either. She tries to hide how much insecure she is because she's really trying to be confident but well it's hard sometimes. It could be really cool if the story was long.
I'm sorry if there are some mistakes english isn't my first language
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โณ summary: Being Marc's girlfriend wasn't easy, especially when you're...special.
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โณ warning: body shaming, insecurity
Growing up and being "bigger" affected her in ways that can't be described. It stayed with her forever.
So when Marc first approached her, she didn't really know his intentions. Considering he was a rising star, she thought all he wanted was a hookup and then he'll forget about her.
But Marc was the opposite. He saw the beauty in her soul not her body. He never thought about her differently, but she really found that hard to believe.
Even now after about a year of dating, she loved Marc deeply, but there was always a voice in the back of her mind that reminded her that girls like her don't get happy endings with boys like Marc.
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It was the little things that made her doubt herself when it came to Marc. She always tried to feel confident around him, hoping he wouldn't notice the things she's been trying for so long to hide.
Her first crack was during the annual barรงa dinner that was hosted by the team. She had tried all season to be hidden, even during matches she never posted anything about Marc. But after Marc insisted she go with him, she couldn't say no.
She thought, or maybe hoped, that this would be a chance for her to finally feel confident.
She dressed up in her favorite dress, even matching with Marc. She straightened her hair and sprayed it to make sure it doesn't move. Then she took her time to do her make up, doing her best glam yet.
As she was spraying her perfume, Marc entered the room to check on her. The second his eyes landed on her, he froze in his place.
She felt his eyes burning in the back of her head, so she slowly turned to look him.
"dios mรญo...you look amazing" he whispered, walking up to her instantly.
He was fighting the urge to kiss her, knowing she has been getting ready for hours, so he pressed a kiss on her shoulder, then one on her neck.
"you think so?" she mumbled, making his smile widen.
"sรญ bebรฉ, so stunning. I can't wait to show you off" he whispered in her neck, pressing one last kiss on her shoulder before pulling away.
"picture?" she suggested, holding up her phone.
Marc smirked and nodded, as the two of them stood in front of their full-length mirror. He wrapped his arm around her waist laying it flat on her stomach, and for the first time, she didn't feel the need to hide from him anymore.
She put her hand above his and smiled as she took the shot.
"come on now. we've got a dinner to catch" he pulled her hand as they walked outside the house and to the car.
"I'm posting that picture" Marc stated, looking at his girlfriend for approval.
"i don't mind, tag me so i can repost it too" she said confidently, making Marc smile. She always tried avoiding being posted on his account, but this time she wanted it. Maybe she was finally confident.
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As soon as they arrived, all that confidence disappeared. The presence of the other wives and girlfriends was almost intimidating to her. She watched Inรฉs with her dazzling glow, Alejandra with her beautiful smile, Ana with her lean body.
Suddenly she felt like she was too much for this dinner. She felt like she didn't belong. But now it was too late to run, because just as they arrived, one of the barรงa admins pushed them behind the trophies to take pictures.
She felt like everyone was looking at her, judging her. Like they were whispering to each other "what's someone like her doing here?"
Marc put his arm around her waist, feeling her nerves all over the place, but not knowing the real reason behind this anxiety.
"It's just one photo, smile cariรฑo" he whispered, tightening his grip around her. She tried her best to give a real smile, and when the photo was taken, she quickly stepped away.
Marc furrowed his eyebrows, and he quickly followed behind her.
"you okay mi amor ? is there anything bothering you?" he asked, watching how she avoided to look at him.
If only you knew how many things were bothering her Marc...
"I'm fine" she mumbled, trying to give him her best smile.
He didn't believe her, but he knew she didn't want to speak about it, at least not now.
So he grabbed her hand, pulling it up to his lips for a kiss. She smiled gently, giving his hand a squeeze as he walked her through the crowd and to their seats.
But of course Marc couldn't help but introduce her to his teammates.
"guys, this is my lady, my lady, these are the guys. you know them" he said.
All the guys said their hellos, but of course she felt like they were secretly sizing her up.
"finally we got to meet you. Marc keeps talking about you so much we thought you might not be real" Lamine joked, while the other guys laughed.
She chuckled herself, watching how Marc's cheeks burned up at his friend's comment.
"Hi, I'm Inรฉs. It's so nice to meet you. You look gorgeous by the way" Lamine's girlfriend said from beside him.
Coming from a pretty girl she couldn't help but believe that she's almost making fun of her. Even though she had the most genuine smile on her face, the voice in her head was telling her otherwise.
"it's nice to meet you too. And thank you, you look fabulous too" she gave her best smile back.
All dinner she was just admiring from afar. Watching the girls talk confidently, laughing radiantly, and effortlessly looking like goddesses.
Maybe Marc will notice that she's different than them. Maybe he'll realize that she doesn't fit the standard of being a footballer's girlfriend and find someone better.
She was just wishing she hadn't agreed to come with Marc, she wished she had stayed alone at home and just had time for herself.
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As soon as they arrived at her apartment, she took her heels off and rushed to her bedroom.
The dress felt too tight now, and she couldn't wait to take it off. As she took it off, she felt that the weight on her chest had been lifted partially.
All she wanted to do was cry her heart out, but then Marc entered the room, his face concerned at how she disappeared when they came home.
"bebรฉ please tell me what's wrong" he walked up to her, holding her face in his hands.
She refused to cry in front of Marc, so she just gave him a smile and shook her head.
"I think i have a stomach bug. nothing serious amor" she said, trying to convince him.
He felt that something was off, but he ignored it and nodded.
Leaning down he pressed a kiss on her lips, pecking her a few times before pulling away.
"i love you" he whispered against her lips, pressing one last kiss on her forehead.
"I love you too Marc" she whispered.
He pulled her down with him to the bed, hugging her against his chest.
"did you have fun tonight?" he asked, running his fingers through the strands of her hair.
She hummed, not saying anything else. Then she remembered that she hadn't checked her phone yet. She knew she shouldn't check what people have said about the photo she and Marc had posted, but she couldn't help it.
ew why are you so fat ๐คข๐คข
what do you have on marc to make him be with you ๐๐คฎ
lose some weight to be worthy of marc
Her eyes widened as the hate kept flowing in. She couldn't believe people who don't even know her are capable of saying such mean things.
Marc was about to snatch her phone away from her, until she dropped it on the bed and rushed to the bathroom.
As soon as she shut the door, she broke down in tears. She dropped to the floor, pulling her knees to her chest as she started sobbing.
Then Marc started knocking on the door.
"cariรฑo, open the door please" he begged from behind the door, knocking harder.
"please Marc, I don't want you to see me crying" she pleaded, burying her face in her knees.
"amor...por favor " he said gently, knocking again
The pleading in his voice broke her heart, so she unlocked the door. Marc stood there with a heart-wrenching look on his face. She couldn't help but rush to him, sobbing in his chest as he held her tightly.
"i just-i don't know what i gotta do to feel confident" she whimpered, and Marc just listened.
"I've tried everything...every time i feel like i can accept myself, something happens that just takes me back to point zero" she whispered.
"I'm scared you're gonna start the things i hate in myself and you're gonna hate them too and leave me. That would really hurt me Marc because i really love you very much and i don't wanna lose you" she breathed out, waiting for him to say something.
"bebรฉ, look at me please" he grabbed her face and made her look up at him.
"there's nothing in you that I don't adore. I love you for everything. And if you don't love yourself like i love you. I'm gonna teach you. Because loving you this past year has been the best thing that has happened to me. No one can change that, especially not some person online who wouldn't have the courage to post their face online like you did. You are so strong and i admire you so much mi amor " he said without any hesitation, wiping her tears with his fingers as he spoke.
She couldn't help but feel her heart melt at his words, like he was saying them from his heart.
"You're gonna help me feel confident?" she whispered, making him smile softly.
"that confidence is already within you cariรฑo, I'm just gonna help you see what I've seen all along" he said, brushing her hair away from her face.
She smiled up at him, pulling him by the collar off his shirt down to kiss him deeply.
All the words he said made her believe in him and herself. She believed that she can bring out the confidence in her, with Marc always by her side.
