Perfect the way you are 2p!Canada x Chubby!reader1

2p!Canada x Chubby!reader
perfect the way you are


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Softly, fingers rubbed over the smooth plump skin of your inner thigh and you smiled. It was early morning and you were still in a sleep like state, but suddenly, you opened your eyes and registered exactly what was happening. Your stomach plummeted and you pushed your hands against the strong chest of your Canadian boyfriend.

"N-no! Don't touch my thighs!" You half-shouted, trying to pull away from Matthew's grip. Like most girls who were a little bigger, you hated being touched on the cushier parts of your anatomy which bothered him to no end. No matter how much he tried to show you that he loved your plump waist and chubby face, not to mention your ample chest, you still were in the mindset of self hatred.

You loved Matthew, you really did, which was the reason why you wouldn't let him touch you. if he did, he would grow disgusted by your squishy body and leave you for a much prettier, thinner girl, just like all your ex's.

"___, shut the hell up." He growled as he finally succeeded in pulling you to his chest. Although you did still squirm a little, you had to admit you did like the feeling of his warm chest against you. It felt soft, yet comfortably hard at the same time.

"Mattie, please don't. You know I don't like-" You mumbled a little ashamedly as you curled up in his arms. You buried your face half into his chest and half in the bed, completely hiding from the intense gaze of his tired violet eyes.

"Listen up, because I'm only going to say this once." His gruff voice was a little softer as he tried to bring you up from the depths of the bed. You peeked out a smidge with one (e/c) orb on him. His eyes stared right back into yours and you felt like he was staring INTO you, not at you. "I think you're fucking beautiful the way you are. I'm not going to leave you for some bone thin, skinny bitch who'll break the minute I try to touch her. I love you. All of you. Especially this," One of his hands reached down in the blankets to grab your ass. You let out a surprised squeak and your plump cheeks turned a nice shade of red.

"And these," Matthew said and his hand moved upwards to grasp your breast roughly. You let out another noise, but this time it was a noise of complete embarrassment. Your cheeks were burning with such an intensity you thought the bed sheets would catch fire.

"Look at me." He demanded and timidly, you looked him fully in the eye. His hand left your breast and held your chin up towards him. "I love you, ___."

Matthew's slightly chapped hips captured your full ones and you moved so you could wrap your arms around his neck. He pulled you up so your top half was on top of him and he gripped your cushy waist.

After quite a few passionate kisses, you rolled off of him and gasped with a smile. Matthew chuckled at the sight of your happy face and kissed your cheek. When you caught your breath, you got out of bed and stretched.

"So, do you want pancakes?" You asked, although you already knew the answer. He flashed you a rare smiled as he threw off the blankets.

"Only if you make them with your pajamas off." You flushed at his reply.