Yoongi: He had caught on pretty quickly to the way you always deflected his attempts to pull you onto his lap, carefully shifting to sit next to him or just lean on him rather than putting your full weight on him. He wouldn’t make a big deal out of it, but he pouts, knowing it was one of your weaknesses, while also reassuring you in his most stubbornly gentle, quiet, Yoongi-esque way. “But what if I crush you?” “Then I die a happy man.” He absolutely adores you and wants nothing more than to be able to hold and cherish you the way you deserve and for you to feel comfortable being close with him without worrying about being “too heavy” for him.

Hobi: You and Hobi were having a cozy movie night when he offered up his lap for you so you could cuddle, but when you politely turned him down and moved to sit next to him instead, he could immediately tell from your body language that something was up. When he asked, you confessed that you felt uncomfortable sitting on his lap due to your size, making his heart hurt at the revelation. He wouldn’t push the subject, wanting you to be as comfortable as possible, but I could see him suggesting some sort of variation, like putting your legs over his lap instead, so you could still cuddle, but without making you feel awkward. He’d try to show you through little gestures that you didn’t have to be afraid to be close with him that way, and that he loves every bit of you.

Namjoon: This man loves having you on his lap, and doesn’t understand for the life of him why you won't let him have that. His thighs are literally built to hold somebody, please allow them to serve their purpose! Fr tho, he understands that you being comfortable with things like sitting on his lap can’t be just magically solved by him saying things like “Oh, you’re not too heavy!” but that won’t stop him from trying. He takes every opportunity to try and remind you how much he loves you and your figure, hoping that maybe, bit by bit, you’ll feel more comfortable with being on top of him(in more ways than one)“You’re perfect, please don’t ever forget that.”

Jimin: Jimin had caught onto some of your insecurities about your weight before, one being the way you refused to sit on his lap, which broke his heart because he’s such a clingy, physically affectionate person, and because, in his eyes, your were perfect, and it made him so sad to know you struggled with feeling comfortable with parts of yourself. He would try to find little ways to reassure you that you didn’t have to worry about those things around him, trying to ease you into sitting on his lap by cuddling you from behind, pulling your legs to rest over his, just slowly inching you closer to being comfortable with those things so that when he finally pulls you onto his lap one day, it’s not quite as panic inducing as you might have anticipated. If you tell him at any point that it’s just not your thing, he’ll respect that, he just wants to make sure that you know you can be comfortable with him in any proximity.

Taehyung: Taehyung is basically part koala, always hanging onto you in one way or another, so he didn’t even think twice about it when he pulled you onto his lap one day, but the sudden tension in your body and the way you tried to immediately jump back up caught his attention. He tightened his arms around you protectively, asking what was wrong with a concerned pout. When you explained it was because you thought you were too heavy, he would give you those signature massive puppy eyes before turning super soft and reassuring. “That’s not true, you’re the perfect size for me. Besides, have you seen my muscles lately?” *flexes unseriously* If you were genuinely uncomfortable, he wouldn’t push it any further, but he would find ways to show you how much he adored you and loved having you close, on his lap or otherwise.

Jungkook: Jungkook is another fairly touchy member, so when you stop him from pulling you onto his lap one day, explaining your feelings and insecurities around your size, he’d turn it into his personal mission to show you how much of a non issue it actually is for the two of you. I see him taking little opportunities like when you’re cuddling or leaning over him to show off his strength by pulling you down or over top of him, even if it’s just for a second to make you laugh. He wants to show you that he’s more than capable of handling your weight and that he’s not the least bit phased by it, quite the opposite actually. He loves you and having you close in any and every capacity, whether that’s next to, on top of, or under him.

Jungkook had always been a notorious flirt, especially when it came to you, never missing an opportunity to make some sly comment that would have your face burning, much to his amusement, though you doubted he realized the full effect his words had on you. You’d never shared your feelings for him or your long standing crush, knowing he wouldn’t be into a plus size person like you, and had just focused on maintaining your friendship instead.

“Well, I’m going in.” His voice pulled you out of your thoughts, glancing up just in time to see him yank his jacket off and slip in, allowing the water to come up over his head for a moment before resurfacing with a gasp, shaking his head at you like a dog.

“You’re insane.” You commented, laughing.

“You love it.” He said, catching hold of your arm to help pull him out of the water.

“You’re getting me wet!” You squealed, trying to skooch away from him, but he trailed after you, making you both laugh until you were stuck in the corner.

Jungkook’s laughter trailed off, expression suddenly turning serious as he looked up at you. “I wanna try something.” He said.

“What is it?” You asked warily.

Rather than answering, he braced his hands on either side of you, boosting himself up and pressing his mouth briefly to yours.

You froze, staring at him wide-eyed as he pulled away and sank back down.

“What was-?”

“I like you, y/n,” He said quickly. “I want to be with you.”

“I-I-” Your head felt like it was spinning as you stared at him, nearly nodding before reality suddenly began to seep back in, filling your veins like cement.

“I-I’m, I can’t, I’m sorry.” You were scrambling to your feet before you had fully gotten the words out, leaving him staring after you in confusion as you pushed your way through the crowd to escape.

That’d been three days ago, and since then, you hadn’t spoken more than a handful of words to him.

You knew dodging his calls and texts was far from a proper solution to your current predicament, but you couldn’t come up with any better ideas, mind still in absolute chaos at the sudden revelation.

Despite your efforts to push it away, memories of the night kept playing on loop in your head, the way he’d looked at you, the feel of his lips on yours.

You couldn’t believe it, the guy of your dreams told you he was into you, and you ran away. Brillant.

You shook your head, slowly dragging yourself out of bed and making your way to the kitchen in search of coffee.

It wasn’t that you didn’t want to be with him, you did, more than you cared to admit to even yourself, but in the back of your mind, there were those same nagging voices that had held you back from confessing in the first place. As a bigger person, you’d experienced more than your share of mistreatment and let downs connecting to your size, only further feeding into your insecurities that you weren’t good enough. And although Jungkook had never given you a reason to feel that way with him, you still couldn’t shake that deep seeded fear that, if you said yes to him, one day he would wake up and realize that his feelings had changed, that the attraction he thought was there wasn’t really, not in the way he originally believed, and you would end up losing one of the most important people in your life. You couldn’t handle that, you couldn’t afford to lose him, it would kill you.

You were shook out of your thoughts by an insistent knock on your front door.

“Who is it?” You called, cautiously making your way over, glancing at the clock and noting that it was only 7:30 in the morning.

“Y/n?” Your stomach dropped at the sound of Jungkook’s voice.

You briefly considered not answering, but you knew from previous experience that he would wait on the other side of that door for as long as necessary just to see you, having stayed with you through more than one meltdown in the past.

Taking a deep breath, you opened the door. “What do you want, Kookie?” You asked quietly, looking up at him. He looked almost as tired as you felt, faint shadows visible under his eyes.

“Can I talk to you for a minute, please?” He asked, keeping his voice soft, but you could see the tension in his eyes.

You nodded, not trusting your voice, stepping back to let him in.

He made his way to the living room out of habit, with you following behind, before finally turning to face you. You spotted your reflection in the mirror over his shoulder, showing you how small and nervous you looked, like a cornered animal.

“You’ve been avoiding me.” He said simply. It wasn’t a question, but there was clearly one attached to the statement.

“I was just giving some time.” You said lamely, wincing at the feeble excuse.

“Time for what?”

“To make up for my stupid mistake at the party.”

“You mean when you ran out?” He asked. “That was my fault, I shouldn’t have dumped everything on you so suddenly like that.”

“It’s more than that.” You said, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

“What is it?” He studied you for a moment before asking quietly. “Do you… not like me that way?”

“No!” You said quickly. “I do, fuck I do, but that’s the problem.”

“You’ve lost me.” He said.

“Koo, it’s just-” You sighed, struggling with your words. “It just doesn't make any sense, we’re too… different”

“No, we aren’t,” He argued. “You’ve said it yourself, if anything, we're too alike.”

“I meant, because I’m…” Your words died off.

“Because you’re bigger?” He finished, understanding crossing his expression before shifting to sadness as he saw your eyes drop. He knew about your struggles with your self image, but he’d never thought they’d be an issue between the two of you. He was always trying to compliment you and let you know how amazing he thought you were.

“Y/n, you know I love you for you right?” He said gently.

“But what if that’s not enough?” You asked “What if you just think you want me? What if you get tired of not being able to do cute coupley things with me because I’m too heavy? What if-?”

Jungkook suddenly moved forward, causing you to backpedal until you were pinned between him and the wall.

“Look at me.” He breathed, staring down at you, completely serious. “There is no universe where I wouldn’t find you fucking gorgeous, you hear me? I have always, and will always love and want you, and nothing will ever change that. Even when we’re super old and gray and wrinkly, I will still be fucking awestruck by you.”

You let out a weak laugh at that, despite the tears gathering in your eyes.

“So, will you let me love you?” He asked, looking at you tenderly.

You nodded. “Yes.”

He smashed his mouth to yours, holding onto you for dear life as he tilted his head to the side, deepening the kiss as he traced the shape of your lips with his, causing you to let out a tiny whine.

Wanting to further prove his point, his hands slipped down to the back of your thighs, catching behind your knees and hoisting you up so you were held up by him. You let out a squeak of shock, wrapping your arms and legs around him for support.

“See?” He asked, grinning at you proudly. “Don’t you dare say that you're too heavy for me.”

“You’re insane.” You laughed, shaking your head at him.