AmericaxChubby!Sensitive!Reader

AmericaxChubby!Sensitive!Reader: Bathing Suit Misunderstanding.

  You could not believe it, Alfred actually invited you to go to the beach! Your wonderful, but loud, American boyfriend, with his baby blue eyes and blond hair, a voice like honey... plus the beach! What could go wrong? Well...
 
  "(Name)~" you heard the American muse from outside the changing tent. He was waiting for you to come out in your bathing suit so he could see that body of yours.
 
  You see, you're (Name) (Last Name). A nice girl with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. However, you were also a chubby girl, who believed that no one would ever find attractive. But Alfred did~ Now he was waiting for you to come out of that changing tent...
 
  "Are you wearing that bikini?" The boy pressed and you sighed.
 
  Sadly, you were. A (favorite color) polka dot bikini that Alfred picked out. You always wore one piece bathing suits because of your fluffier body, but you decided to be a little bit daring.
   
  You swallowed, "Y-Yeah... I'm coming out..." You had your one piece suit draped over your arm, because you almost considered just putting that on.
 
  When you stepped out of the room, Alfred's eyes widened and he stared at you, "W-Wow dudette..." he stuttered and stared some more.
 
  His face turned a deep red at the sight of your exposed belly, and your chest cupped perfectly in the bikini top. He thought you looked amazing, but your face told an entirely different story. Your expression was one of fear and uncomfortableness being out like that. You glanced around nervously every so often, and Alfred figured being in this position was not very fun for you.
 
  Alfred did not want you to spend your whole day in fear like that... but he did not know what to say. So being the dufous he is, he said the worst possible thing.
 
  "M-Maybe you should wear your one piece," Alfred stuttered out.
 
  The boy had your best interests at heart, yet you did not know that. You figured that seeing your whole body like that was just unattractive. What your boyfriend saw when he looked at you was completely different than what you saw when you looked in the mirror. You saw your chubby thighs, and your stomach that popped out a little, your fluffy arms, especially more at the top. You saw all your insecurities, while Alfred saw none of them.
 
  But what he said just made things worse for you.
 
  You felt your heart clench at Alfred's rejection, like the organ just snapped in half. At first you thought he liked the outfit from his first comment... You looked down at yourself, wondering if you looked so bad that even your boyfriend did not like it.
 
  "W-What?" You asked, whatever little bit of confidence you had now gone, washed away into the ocean in the background. "Y-You think I... well... okay..." You felt tears form in your eyes.
 
  Alfred's breath caught in his throat at the sight of tears coming from you. That was when he realized what he said might not have been the best thing to say...
 
  "(Name)! Wait!" The boy cried and walked over to you. "Wait, I didn't mean it like that... I just think you'd be more comfortable in a one piece."
 
  You shook your head, "No, Al, I get it... you think I look like a fat cow or something in this. I'll go take it off..." You said sensitively, but Alfred grabbed both of your hands.
 
  "No, that's not what I think-" he defended. "I think you look amazing, but your face looks like you're uncomfortable."
 
  "I was scared of what you would think and you made it obvious that you don't like it-" you said and tried to pulled your hands from his grip.
 
  Alfred would not let you go, "No, babe, it was a misunderstanding- I was just looking out for you. I don't want my (Name) being uncomfortable..."
 
  You actually listened to his statements this time and looked down, "Don you think I look like a cow?" You asked quietly.
 
  Now, it was no secret to Alfred that you were insecure, but hearing your voice like this almost broke him. Where's that loud (Name) that likes to fight during video games, or scold him for eating McDonald's too much...
 
  He stared at you, "No, I don't- I think you look beautiful~ You look nothing like a cow, I would never think that about anyone..."
 
  You glanced up with watery (e/c) eyes, wiping them frantically.

  "So, you really weren't telling me to put on a one piece because I look terrible in this bikini?" You asked with a slightly shaky voice.
 
  "Of course not..." Alfred responded and pulled you against him in a hug. "I love your body, (Name). It doesn't matter to me at all that you're a chubby girl. I love you anyway don't I?"
 
  You sniffed a little, gaining some confidence back, "I-I guess so..."
 
  "I tell you I love you, and I picked out that bathing suit right?" He asked. A question to which you nodded slowly. "So obviously I wanted you to wear it if you're not uncomfortable."
 
  You hugged Alfred tightly and looked up, "I'm not as long as you're with me. With you around I'm always in my comfort zone..." You said. "But... for a moment I really believed you were rethinking how you ever found me attractive..."
 
  "I'm won't ever rethink that, every time I look at you I think of how hot you are," the blue eyed boy said.
 
  You could not help but chuckle, "Because that's not weird at all," you said sarcastically and wiped the last tear from your eye. "So... do you want to go swimming now? I'll wear this bikini..."
 
  Alfred's eyes lit up, "Swimming with my awesome girlfriend, oh yes~" he said and picked you up, even though you protested. "Let's go."
 
  After making him put you down so you could grab your clothes bag from the changing room, Alfred carried you off to the ocean, where the two of you splashed around and played without another care in the world. You felt less self conscious the more you were in the water with your boyfriend.
 
  As long as he accepts you, then have you all the confidence you need.