Filled Out Love (Chubby!Germany x Reader) (5)

Walking down the street, _____ cursed as it began to rain, dashing under an awning.

‘Really?’ She thought to herself, knowing that the rain would not be giving up anytime soon. Hugging herself, _____ looked around, frowning when there was nothing to look at, tapping her leg impatiently.

‘Ha! You are such a loser, fattie!’ Looking up, _____ cocked her head to the side, dismissing what she had heard. She looked up again, when there was a thump, and a small cry of pain, and she took off running, skidding to a halt in the mouth of a dark alley.

‘Aw, look at the piggy squeal!’ Someone laughed, and she made out a dark from kicking something, that jerked back, trying to cover its stomach. Dropping her bag, _____ stepped forward, alerting the three standing people.

‘Hey, what the hell are you doing?!?’ One of the men chuckled, stepping back from the whimpering figure, flashing a cocky smile. ______ felt her stomach churn.

‘Just cleanin out some trash. Say, why don’t we ditch them, and have a little fun?’ He stepped right up to her, reaching out to pull her close. Instead he found himself on the ground, moaning in pain as ____ glared down at him, then at the other two men, who stepped back a little, before racing past her, dragging their apparent leader with them. _____ glared after them, before rushing over to the person on the ground, brushing some trash off of them.

‘Hey, are you alright?’ She asked, helping them sitting up, wiping away some blood and grime, to reveal a young man, who looked at the ground in shame. ‘Here, up we go.’ ____ stood up, helping the other man up, who leant against her heavily.

‘Do you live far?’ He shook his head, and grabbing her bag, the two slowly made their way silently, eventually arriving at an apartment complex. Knocking on a door, _____ and the other waited only a moment, before the door swung open, revealing an albino man, who looked worried.

‘Vest! Wo waren Sie? Ich war im Begriff zu gehen suchen für Sie!’ The man spoke rapidly, taking the man from her arms, and leading him to a sofa, grabbing an aid kit, and patching up his skin. Not wanting to leave, ____ stood in the doorway, watching the albino scold the other, but she could tell it was out of worry.

‘Oi, schatz, you can come in.’ Jumping in surprise, _____ looked up, seeing the albino motion her in, shutting the door as she walked into the sitting room. The albino nodded, turning back to the sofa, and _____ blushed.

The man she had carried home was rather a feast on her eyes. ‘West’, as he had been called, looked about her age, and his most noticeable feature, was that he was very chubby, at least 300 pounds.

Having taken off his shirt to clean his wounds, _____ had a full view of his large potbelly, and she grinned, wanting to go and touch it, to rub the exposed skin.

‘Um, frau? Vhy are y-you ztaring at me like zhat?’ _____ shook her head, blushing at both men’s stare, and in the albino’s case, a perverted smirk.

‘O-Oh, sorry.’ She squeaked, looking at the ground awkwardly.

‘I zome zhings to do.’ The albino laughed, hurrying out of the flat.

‘Bruder, vait!’ The man on the couch called out, before blushing furiously, seeing _____ staring at him again or more specifically, his potbelly. ‘Um, frau?’ ___ blushed, looking away.

‘I’m sorry!’ She apologized, rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly. ‘Um, I’m _____ ______.’ The man on the sofa blushed.

‘I am Ludvig Beilschmidt.’ _____ smiled, timidly sitting beside the German, smiling at him.

‘Um, why were those guys in the alleyway hurting you?’ She asked, looking at the German. Ludwig looked away, grimacing when his pudge jiggled at his movement. ______ giggled, poking his soft shoulder, giggling again at the blush that erupted across the German’s face.

‘Zhat’s vhy.’ He murmured, jumping a little when she poked the taller man’s side, watching his body move. ‘Ztop it!’ He blushed, moving away from _____ who merely followed him.

‘Why? You are so cute!’ She giggled, poking him again, pinching his cheek lovingly. Ludwig blushed, looking up at her.

‘I-I am cute?’ _______ squealed, hugging the German tightly.

‘Of course you are! How can you not see it?’ She smiled, letting go with a blush.

‘O-oh, um, I’m s-orry, and I’ll b-be going!’ ______ squeaked, grabbing her things, and rushing to the door.

‘Frau, vait!’ Thick arms encircled her, and _____ blushed, looking at the cherry-red German hugging her. ‘Um, can you at least give me your number?’ He blushed, looking at the ground nervously. _____ smiled, writing down her number and address, handing it to the German, who smiled, rubbing the back of his thick neck.

In a fit of sudden bravery, ______ pecked his lips, blushing dark red, slipping out the front door. Ludwig stood still, mouth slightly open as he stared at the door, touching his lips.

‘Vest is getting some! Kesesese!’ Ludwig blushed, turning to see his brother laughing at him, placing his arm around the chubby German’s shoulder. Ludwig looked away, but hoped his brother was right.