#smallchested!reader

oh, I got you! TF141 × smallchested!fem!reader

from all that I can say, SIMON "GHOST" RILEY doesn't mind that at all. the man who is known to keep his face covered would never pay too much attention to someone else's appearance, and would certainly not judge a book by its cover.

he judges you by who you are; the way you seemed to look past the balaclava from the very first day you two met, at the bar, ordering the same brand of beer; how you noticed his gaze lingering on a watch brand a second too long and presenting the thing for his birthday; the way you just seemed to have a natural ability to make his empty house feel like home.

"mornin'" he mumbled, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck and hugging you from behind.

"you groggy today." you grinned, stirring the dough for the pancakes.

"when I wake up without ya in bed? hell yeah I am."

and sure enough, one of his palms found its way to your chest, coming under the hem of your (his, in fact!) t-shirt and cupping one of your breast. no sexual meaning or invitation to anything. he just liked to feel your heart beating, so rhythmic, so close.

I would say that people expected JOHNNY "SOAP" MACTAVISH to be a but more... picky about it? giving his outgoing personality, an outlooker would expect such a man to have a preference of a girl with big titts.

but the scot? nah, he's more than in love with you, his wee lass. he noticed how you were insecure about this part of yourself, trying to make it look bigger, picking the revealing clothes for your dates.

and johnny pushed. just not the way you would expect.

he started buying you lingerie in your exact size. those sets, red, pink, black, white, lace, velvet, satin, everything he had his eyes on while browsing on a marketplace.

you were shocked and embarrassed at first, seeing the packages arriving and sometimes even receiving the sets from johnny's hands. but seeing his eyes shine and his legs doing the menspread thing while he was sitting on the couch? oh, it was worth it.

and with time, you started to love this naughty collection. especially when you had the chance to surprise him in the black one, wearing only the lace at the front door, making him drop the duffel bag and take his boots off in a split second.

JOHN PRICE though? oh, stop it, in his age he has a strong opinion on only one thing: his pension being comparatively decent.

and when you, a young bird, came into his life? he finally saw someone worth staying young(ish) for. you liked this vintage stake house he brought you to on your first date, even sang along an 80s song played by the waitress with too-bleached hair and a cigarette in her mouth. you brought the tea to the living room in the evenings when his knees were giving him the hard time to move.

and when you became his wifey? well, there was no limit in the way he started spoiling you.

and seeing you, so happy in one of the dozens of sundresses you had, outside in the backyard, barefoot, watering plants? john found himself being the luckiest bastard on earth.

KYLE "GAZ" GARRICK considered himself fucking fortunate that someone like you even looked at him. you, the newly transferred nurse at the base, attracted a lot of attention from the soldiers. new recruits, sergeants, even the ones sitting in those fancy offices were spotted chatting with you in the halls.

but when you looked past all the men at him and said those "good morning, sergeant!", he thought he had a stroke. and he would die a happy man in that moment, in fact.

so when he had you in his bed for the first time and unclasped your bra with his hand shaking a bit, he was stunned for a second. seeing you, bare in front of him, eyes glimmering, lips parted, legs thrown on his hips, he thought he saw the queen of beauty herself.

"ya're perfect..." kyle murmured, kissing your left nipple gently, then sucking it in.

all the insecurities you had in the previous relationship evaporated when you started dating him. kyle worshipped you, so who you were to undermine his religious beliefs?

(suggestive, crack, dirty jokes, smallchested!reader)