Isagi Yoichi

Hiii. I love your work . Could i request a fic for isagi , rin and anyone you want with a reader who is insecure of being chubby after seeing the blue lock boys fangirls . No need to do it if you don’t want 💗

A/N: hii dear ofc I'm doing this 🥰 this is coming from a chubby girl herself, plz never think your body isn't as pretty as others cause you are gorgeous love I just know it 😍 Featuring: Isagi Yoichi, Rin Itoshi Description: chubby fem! reader is insecure of her body and he hypes her up.

Isagi Yoichi

"Let's go" you step out in the hall, where Isagi is already waiting for you to finish getting dressed.

He gets up from the couch and scans you from head to toe, his smile dropping as he inquires,

"I thought you were going to wear that dress today." Isagi points out, "what's up with this?"

"Oh I just…" you sheepishly tug at the hem of your top, "I didn't feel like it."

"Is everything okay?" Isagi raises an eyebrow, still not convinced.

You hate the way your boyfriend sees right through you. And of course, nothing is okay. But you can't just tell him how you have been thinking of the fangirls who ran into you two last week.

There was no doubt in your heart that this man had eyes only for you, but it was moments like these that made you question everything all over again. Because those girls looked so gorgeous with the way they owned their bodies, and no matter how hard you try, you can never seem to pull off your outfits the way they do.

"Okay something is definitely wrong," Isagi declares, walking towards you as he gently grips your shoulders, "I know that look and I don't like it."

"It's nothing," you shove him off, circling him to move towards the shoe rack.

"Babe," Isagi breathes with such softness and sincerity that you can't help but drop the heels you picked and turn around to confront him.

"I just…" you murmur, hugging your torso, "I just don't feel like I'm… pretty enough."

"What?" Isagi blinks, clueless. This is the first time you have ever voiced out your insecurity to him and he looks like he had never noticed how your body didn't fit the standards.

"I mean this," you sigh, dropping your arms to signal all over yourself, "this is not…"

"Yeah sure," Isagi snorts as he walks upto you and pulls you into a hug, "I don't care what you say, because I like this."

"What?" now you were confused one.

"Just look at you," he cups your face, squishing your plump cheeks between his palms, "you are perfect. Don't think such things."

"Yeah sure," you push him away, grabbing your belly, "this isn't cute. Stop saying things just to make me happy."

"What do you mean?" Isagi counters, genuine hurt simmering in his deep blue eyes as he kneels down to squish your pudgy stomach, "this is so cute. Anyone with eyes can see that."

"You're exaggerating," you huff, trying to hide the smile creeping onto your lips.

"No really babe," he gets up and pecks your forehead, "don't think all this. You are lovely. Now please put on that dress? For me?"

You can't help but grin as you nod and sprint into the bedroom to change into the dress you now feel a little more confident about.

Rin Itoshi

"I'm full," you nod to yourself, wiping your lips with the tissue as you set your fork down in the half empty plate.

"You didn't even finish eating," Rin signals at your plate, his eyebrows knotting together, "you didn't like the food?"

"I did," you glance around the restaurant, buzzing with people enjoying the night.

"It's your favourite," Rin informs, eyeing you with hidden concern, "are you not well?"

You are well physically, but emotionally is quite a question. Because the gorgeous fangirls who approached Rin this evening are imprinted in your memory, haunting you with every other bite you munch on.

"I just…" you gulp, the weight of Rin's demanding gaze crushing you, "I think I should dial down my eating habits."

Rin just stares at you, making you squirm in your seat until he tilts his head slightly,

"Why? You don't like this place?" he blinks, tilting down further to get a good look into your lowered eyes, "we can go somewhere else if you want."

"No," you shake your head a little too fast, "let's go home. I'm full."

Rin eyed you the whole time you both made your way out of the busy restaurant. Once out on the streets, he blocked your path, bending ever so slightly to look at your lowered face.

"Is there something bothering you?" he inquires, his voice dropping low, signalling you that he needs the answer right now.

"I think…" you sigh, knowing there is no escaping his piercing gaze until you confess, "I think I should eat less. Need to cut down on the fat."

"What? Why?" Rin blinks, genuinely confused.

"Stop acting naive, Rin," you try your best to not look him in the eye, "you know I don't exactly fit the standards."

"So?" Rin scoffs, "I don't care. You shouldn't care either. You are healthy and that's all I want. Starving yourself isn't gonna make you look good, it's gonna make you die early."

"Hey, that's not true," you retort, a smile creeping up onto your lips.

"Whatever," Rin loops his arm against your waist, gripping at the soft flesh on your side as he motions for you to walk, "you look good as you are. If I wanted to date a ghost, I would. So don't dare starve yourself."

"Okay," you giggle, snuggling into him as you two walk down the street.

"Now where do you wanna eat next?" Rin asks, "I'm getting you ice cream too. Stop me if you can."

"Mhm," you chuckle, "I won't."

A/N: hope you liked it anon! Also my requests are open! ©bluepurplepinklock (Do not copy, steal or translate my work)