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summary: you came home crying after a stressful day at work. karl helps by trying to comfort you the best way he possibly could, and he cuddles you to sleep to end off the stressful day.
cw: profanity, mention of eating disorder, use of names (baby, love, sweetheart, etc...)
I know I said that this was gonna be delayed but it wasn't as long as I though it would be, lol.
karl jacobs x gn!reader fluff :)
1,299 words/6,882 characters.
it had been a long, stressful day at your office. your boss constantly being on your ass about how your contracts were late, how you can't do anything correctly, and how you couldn't even answer a phone every once in a while.
what he told you was in fact hurtful, you had already been doubting yourself for a while now. never feeling good enough. so it was no surprise that once you hopped in your car, planting yourself down on the cold leather seats, you had a breakdown. thankfully, your handsome brunette boyfriend was home to listen to your rant and cuddle you until you felt nothing but the warmth, the beat of his heart, and the love that you will endlessly receive.
after a couple minutes of feeling warm tears streak down your cheeks you finally inhaled sharply and gripped your wheel, shifting the gear into drive, and making your way home.
when you had walked through the door, you had seen karl in the midst of cooking dinner for the both of you tonight. you closed the door behind you with your foot, throwing your keys on the table that sat by the entrance, slipping your jacket off of your sore, tense shoulders and hanging it on the rack that was nailed to the wall.
he gave you a side-eye since he was in the middle of cutting vegetables. he quickly smiled when he saw you, but his expression switched instantly to concerned.
"hey baby-" he started off before he furrowed his eyebrows and carefully put the sharp knife down in the counter beside the cutting board he was using. "hey, what's wrong, love?" he lowered his voice and his voice was flooded with pure concern.
"I can't fucking take this anymore!" you sobbed, flopping on the soft couch and pulling your knees up to your chest. "I try so damn hard, and for what?! to get treated like a piece of shit, that's what! and I'm so tired of it!" you continued as your eyes overflowed with more tears.
"hey, hey... come here sweetheart." he whispered as he walked over to you and reached his arms out and gestured grabby-hands, an invitation for you to be consumed in his warm, loving embrace.
you gave him a light smile and propelled yourself up from the couch, sprinting over to him and hugging his tightly as puddles of tears started to drip onto his shoulder.
he shushed you softly and rubbed your back with his thumb as he started to pepper kisses every where on your face. you smiled at his actions and pushed closer to him, taking in the scent of his colone.
"you are doing so well, love. so well. and people just don't realize how good and hardworking of a person you are." he praised. you really took his words to heart, and it bloomed a warm feeling in your chest every time.
"thank you, babe. you're the best." you hummed into his shoulder.
he picked you up by your thighs with his strong arms and made eye contact with you before saying, "do you need me to fuck someone up, love?" he joked. you laughed at his comment and shook your head.
"no, but i could use some cuddles."
he grinned, and walked over to the couch and placed you down on it. "i'll finish dinner first, okay? then we can eat and watch a movie together."
your smile quickly faded away. "eat?- oh, um. i-i'm not hungry." you said as you twiddled your thumbs nervously.
"sweetheart. you haven't eaten all day."
your eyes widened. how did he know that you didnt take your breakfast or lunch with you? you could have sworn you put it in the trash. "what do you mean..?"
"i found the bags of food in the trash. love, you need to start eating something. you have to stay healthy." he worried so much for you that it hurt. you knew you should start eating, but you were so self-conscience about your looks.
"why haven't you been eating?"
you stayed silent, looking down at your feet absent-mindedly. "i just... i don't like the way i look. and it doesn't help when i get treated like shit all the time at work." you mumbled.
"please, baby. please. i need you to eat. you need yourself to eat. so please, just eat dinner tonight." he pleaded, and it was almost intoxicating. you sighed in defeat.
"babe, i'll just eat a cup of a macaroni." you argued followed by an audible huff.
"no, you need to eat a full meal. sweetheart, you don't know how important your well-being is." he leaned down and gripped your wrist. "look at you, you're so perfect. perfect body or not, you're always gonna be beautiful to me. your boss is some guy you barely even know. he knows nothing about you, so why care what he thinks if he's not gonna take the time to get to know the real you?"
you could feel your eyes start getting pierced with tears once more at his words. you nodded along with a smile.
you hesitated, but you knew karl was right. you needed to eat. or at least try to. "y-yea. that sOUnds nice." your voice cracked from your throat starting to close again from the tears.
he gave your wrist a squeeze and showed you a genuine, loving smile before walking his way to the kitchen again.
you reached across the glass coffee table in front of you to retrieve the remote to the TV. you turned on netflix and put on your favorite show, one in which karl seemed to enjoy too.
time went by fast, you thought when you realized karl was bringing you dinner. he handed the bowl of hot soup out to you and you reached your hand you to take it, pausing in the middle of it. you sighed and set the bowl in your hands as karl took a seat next to you.
you placed the metal spoon between your fingers and collected a portion of the soup in the slight crater of the spoon. as you lifted the spoon up to your mouth, you looked beside you, seeing that karl was watching you start to eat. you lowered your hand down again.
"why are you watching me, babe?" you giggled.
"I just want to make sure you actually eat it. and also because i want to know if you like it or not." he said and wrapped his right arm around your shoulder, setting the hot bowl in his lap.
you rolled your eyes but also smirked at him and continued to taste the soup. you closed your eyes and nodded, giving him a thumbs up as a good sign. "I like it."
"thank you." karl gave a sign of appreciation by giving you a light peck on your cheek.
when you had finished your soup, you both just set it down on the table in front of you, too comfortable and tired to take it to the sink right now.
"thank you for dinner, darling." you said and wrapped a fuzzy, grey blanket around the both of you.
you hummed in acknowledgement and rested your head on the crevice of his neck.
he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you closer to where your hips were touching, and he laid his head on yours, often placing kisses on your scalp.
"you need to quit your job if you're getting treated like that." he whispered and fixated on your beautiful eyes.
you snapped out of your daze on the show and turned to him with a barely audible giggle.
"yeah, i know." you yawned as you started to drift away in his loving cuddles.
Outer beauty turns the head, but inner beauty turns the heart. <3
thank you for taking your time in reading this. :)
