headcanons: fem!reader is insecure about her body
cw: idol!ryul x nonidol!reader, body insecurities, fluff, kissing, crying, smut (oral f! receiving, overstimulation), pet names, comforting, just cute and hot shit, smut under the cut!!!
a/n: i want this man đ (divider by @/ghostgum)
you let these thoughts run through your mind pretty often once ryul debuted and got popular
people start talking about you the moment they figure out that he isnât single
and oh, were you not compared to other girls who âfitâ better with him than you?
you stared at the mirror every chance you got, just to look at yourself for god knows how long
you started wearing more oversized clothes just to cover your body a little more
ryul knew something was off when you started cancelling your dates.
of course, he thought it might be because of his busy schedule, but when it became too frequent, he pointed it out
you ignored that as long as you could
you donât expect anyone to be knocking on your door that late
when you open it, a familiar face met yours
before you could say anything, he was already in your apartment
"whatâs happening, love?" it only took those three words to make your eyes watery
you are pulled into a warm embrace, his hand coming to the back of your head, stroking your hair
you donât know how long you stood there, but somehow you managed to get to the coach
"you know you can always tell me when somethingâs wrong, right?"
and it makes you spill every unspoken word that has been in a pretty head of yours for all these tiring weeks
he doesnât pause you when you reveal your soul to him, saying every insecurity and doubt to him
the way he looks at you with his big, soft brown eyes filled with love you cry even more
"itâs okay baby." he murmurs as you press your face to the crook of his neck
when your eyelids close and you feel physically weak, he makes you look at him
he says the most sacred things to you â how he loves you, how he would never ever doubt that youâre not "fitting" him, or whatever those people said
you are in your bedroom, sitting on the bed with you on his laps and facing the mirror
he would take your clothes off, piece by piece, for you to look at yourself with the desire with which he looks at you every time
you want to cover your face with your hands, but he pulls them away
"look at you, sweetheart." while his hands travel around your body
you feel your cheeks burning hot as you take your eyes off the mirror
"nuh-uh, you gotta watch this, baby." his voice is so low so that your belly does the thing (iykyk)
when he touches your hips, he spreads them wide
you see your core being so wet, so sticky
he trails his fingers over your upper thigh and stops right next to your pussy
when he runs his middle and ring finger over your slit, you shudder
his fingertips circle over your clit, and you moan, looking at your reflection
he inserts his fingers into your pussy, feeling that warmth
he would whisper that youâre doing so good for him, looking so hot and pretty
he would WORSHIP every inch of your body once you come from his fingers
overstimulation? oh yes. this man would make you come so many times just from his mouth so you know that youâre being loved so much
when he enters, you feel dizzy. youâre head spinning around
you feel so full that you start crying from this amazing feeling
"shh, baby, donât cry. doing such a good job for me." he praises you
your nails dig into his broad shoulders, and you pull him to your lips
he kisses you with so much hunger and affection at the same time
when you both come, you would be lying like that, with him on top of you murmuring sweet words
"i love you, baby. i love you so much, angel." kissing your forehead, cheeks, nose
even tho youâre tired, you still smile. your eyes are shining again like they used to when everything was okay
he would clean you and kiss you all over again just to scratch those thoughts out of your mind
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