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pairing : jiung x blackfem!reader

synopsis : you’re insecure about having small breasts, and jiung cheers you up in his own way

warnings : kissing, mentions of breasts, insecurity, crying, jiung being silly, second hand embarrassment, pet names (i saw a headcannon of him calling his partner cupcake and cookie)

a/n : this is lowkey self indulgent..ending lowkey rushed (sorry)

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you had put on your cutest babydoll top. that dark red one that went well when you left your curls down.

with jeans and one of jiung’s jackets, it was cute. until you finished your makeup and did one final look in the mirror.

disappointment.

the word screamed in your mind. you turned to the side, ran your hands down your chest.

nothing. no breasts, not like the girls you see on tv. no breasts, just nipple.

your face was gloomy, heart heavy, and feeling so stupid.

why were you stupid enough to buy a shirt like this, knowing you had no tits?

tears fell silently. soft sniffles left you, makeup ruined. you just wondered why you were made this way; why you were so unlucky.

it was supposed to be a cute cafe date this afternoon with jiung. but now you’d have to spend more time fixing your outfit and makeup again.

but the tears wouldn’t stop, they just kept coming.

“cupcake! you almost done? we gotta leave soon!”

you couldn’t answer, the words were stuck in your throat.

it was a sad picture, a black woman slumped against the door, with a tear streaked face, & curls now frizzy.

there was a knock on the door.

“cookie?”

sniffle.

“y/n? baby? sweetcheeks?”

sniffle.

“y/n, let me in. you’re crying..”

you found the courage to reach your hand up & unlock the door. even though you didn’t want him to see you like this, you both promised to have good communication.

“oh y/n… what happened?”

it was like seeing jiung made you cry more. you wrapped your arms around yourself, bending you head away from him.

he slumped down next to you, not saying anything.

“cupcake why are you hiding yourself from me? you look so beautiful.”

“no i don’t ji! i’m so fucking flat, i look like a little girl.”

he pulled your head into his chest, and you arms immediately went around him. second nature.

“shh..it’s okay angel. you’re not flat, you’re gorgeous. i don’t care how much breast you have, i just care about you. that’s not gonna change anything for me.”

“i just don’t get why i was so unlucky. why i was made like this,”

your voice was quiet; small, weak. something jiung wasn’t used to. he had seen you crying before yes, but this was different.

you had always been confident, smiling, just perfect. but that façade broke.

“y/n you’re perfect in my eyes. and you were made this way for a reason; you’re unique, stunning and of course, mine.”

“so, no more talking about my girlfriend like that. now. we’re gonna get up, wipe your tears, & go out to go buy you all the shirts that you like. that make you feel good, yeah?”

“mhm.”

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he had fixed your makeup, with shaky hands but with love. he fixed your curls (with the hair product that he kept sniffing).

“hey, atleast you didn’t embarrass yourself twice like me.”

“what do you mean ji?”

then he did it. the iconic, but embarrassing moment.

“just gimme my money!”

the hand movement and stupid smile too.

you instantly started laughing, tears filling your eyes with how dumb it was.

“there she is. i just wanna see you laugh cupcake, no matter how dumb i look.”

after he helped you, he took you to three different malls, getting you all the outfits and tops that made you feel comfortable.

so you felt comfortable around him.

so you could realize that small breast mean nothing to him.

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arent they so cutie pie.... heehehe. Werewofl vampriezombie trio ^_^ below is a version without text:p