#fo x reader
Imagine stimming while watching your favourite anime or movie and your f/o notices. When you catch them looking at you, you stop, embarrassed. They shake their head, coming up next to you and pressing a kiss to you cheek.
“Don’t stop, you’re adorable.”
Imagine having trust issues and your f/o reassuring you.
You were afraid that they’d leave you. Find someone or something better, leaving you behind. One too many times, your trust had been earned and betrayed.
“Y/N, what’s wrong?” They’d ask when you had a hesitant look on your face. You’d try to pretend everything was fine, but they knew better. You explained to them your trust issues as they rubbed your back gently.
“Sweetheart, listen to me,” they began. “I’m not going to leave you. You are worth it. You’re my one and only, I can’t replace you with anyone or anything. I love you.”
Though that in itself wouldn’t fix your paranoia, it was a start. Your F/O would be there with you every step of the way to show you that they meant it.
Imagine your f/o bringing to work/school your favourite food for lunch. They surprise you with it, loving the way you smile so big and practically jump into their arms.
Imagine your f/o hugging you from the back and putting their head on your shoulder
imagine waking up on a sunny morning with your s/o having their face buried in your shoulder
friendly reminder that your big bad grumpy f/o has a soft spot exclusively for you ♡ no matter how prickly they may seem, they alwayshave time for you and want to know what’s on your mind. you’re so so special to them— they can never stay grouchy around you for long ♡
friendly reminder that your f/o loves your body, no matter what ♡
stretch marks? your f/o is proud of how hard your body worked to grow, amazed at how your skin maps out the ways you’ve changed over time. you’ve come so far from the person you used to be— what lovely new person will you grow into next?
scars? your f/o gently traces them, fingers ghosting over your skin. you always bounce back; you wear proof that you’re always stronger than whatever hurts you. your f/o admires your strength, but the time for hurting is over. they’re by your side now— and whatever you face, you they won’t let you face alone anymore.
upset about your weight? your f/o sees you frowning at yourself in the mirror, wishing you could fit into different clothes, going on about how you shouldn’t do this or that. god, what they wouldn’t give for you to see yourself through their eyes— it’s you they love. the way your eyes crinkle when you laugh, how their breath catches in their throat at seeing you all soft and sleep-tousled in the morning, how perfectly you fit against them when you cuddle. they desperately wish you could see that they look at you with nothing but pure, unwavering love, no matter your size ♡
imagine your f/o getting jealous. that person you’re talking to keeps getting awfully close— dipping down to say things in your ear, playfully slapping your arm with a hand that lingers a little too long, watching your lips a little too intensely when you talk. an itchy heat crawls over their skin from across the room. they know that look. it’s the look that theyandthey alone give you, and they’re not willing to share with someone new.
imagine they take a long, slow breath to steady themselves and then stride over to casually throw an arm around your shoulders, squeezing you lightly into their side. “you two are getting along well, huh?” their smile slides to the person you were talking to, ice crackling in their eyes. “guess y/n just has that effect on people! i can’t believe i got so lucky~”
they press a pointed kiss to your cheek, delighting in the blush that creeps across your face and the flush of embarrassment on theirs. your new friend excuses themselves with an awkward mutter, disappearing back into the party as quickly as they’d appeared. even still, your f/o’s hold on your shoulder doesn’t loosen— they keep you tucked tightly against them the rest of the night. even the thought of someone looking at you like that again has their blood boiling
