Could u write a Louis one where he and Harry go on vacation and the seatbelt on the plane doesn't fit Louis? So he's just really embarrassed and gets an extender? But Harry is all sweet and reassuring and stuff ?
Sorry for any inaccuracies, I've never been on a plane.
Louis followed Harry onto the plane exhausted, it had been a little while since they had flown somewhere and Louis had forgotten how much of a hassle it was. He sat down in the seat, blushing at the feeling of the arm rest digging into his side. That was another thing he had forgotten, how small the plane seats could be.
Louis sighed and shut his eyes for what felt like a moment, but before he knew it Harry was nudging him.
“Hey, it’s time to put on our seatbelts,” he whispered to him.
“Okay,” Louis nodded, pulling the seatbelt across him when he felt it stop.
What? Why wasn’t it reaching? Was it jammed? Louis looked down at the gap where the belt didn’t reach across his belly when it hit him.
It was him. He was too big for the seat belt. Louis flushed, frozen in horror as he just stared at his belly. He was kind of chubby before, but he hadn’t even realized he’d been gaining weight.
Harry glanced over at his boyfriend who seemed frozen, “Louis? Are you okay?” he asked, concerned by Louis’ expression.
Louis swallowed hard, “it doesn’t fit,” he whispered.
“What?” Harry questioned, completely lost, “what doesn’t fit?”
Louis avoided looking at him as he muttered, “the seatbelt, it won’t fit.”
Realization crossed Harry’s face, “that’s fine, we can just ask for a seat belt extender,” He said like it was no big deal.
“I uh…” Louis stammered, trying to hide how ashamed he was.
It was no use though, Harry knew him too well and picked up on his embarrassment immediately.
“I’ll go ask for you.” Harry leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek before going to ask for one.
That night, while Harry slept in their hotel room, Louis laid awake beside him. He couldn't stop thinking about how he needed a seatbelt extender.
Louis had always been insecure about his body, especially when he had met Harry during the x-factor. He had immediately developed a huge crush on him, but he was sure his feelings would never be reciprocated. Harry was the curly haired charming one, the one everyone loved. And he was the one that stood in the back and had a bit too much pudge around his middle.
He was shocked when Harry had made the first move, asking him out on a simple date to go see a movie. And their relationship had grown from there, despite Harry’s constant love and reassurance Louis had never outgrown the insecurity about his body. There were too many people that commented on it for him too. Not to mention management, who had always been on Louis about his weight and pushing him on diets that never worked out. Even when he had managed to lose weight on one, it didn’t stay off for long. The pudge quickly returned to his tummy, side, and thighs. Louis had been upset, but Harry was secretly happy he gained it back, and more. He preferred his Louis to be nice and cuddly.
Louis eventually fell into a restless sleep, nightmares of Harry leaving him or shaming him over his weight played in his head.
The next morning Louis sleepily made his way to the kitchen of the hotel (being celebrities they of course got the best rooms) where Harry was cooking something.
Harry turned to his boyfriend, his heart swelling with love as Louis adorably rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.
“I’m making pancakes, how many do you want?” Harry asked.
Louis’ stomach dropped, he didn’t feel like eating. Not when he could feel his tummy hanging over his pajama pants and pressing against his shirt.
“I um, I’m not that hungry,” Louis lied, trying to sound believable. But right on cue his stomach growled giving him away.
Harry put down the spatula and walked over to him. He took Louis’ plump cheeks in his hands and looked in his eyes.
“What’s really going on?” he asked.
Louis sighed and pulled away, looking down at his feet that were covered in fuzzy socks. “I just think I should cut back a bit, you know? Try to lose some of this,” Louis stated as he took his belly into his hands and gave it a jiggle.
“Louis,” Harry sadly watched his boyfriend, “there is nothing wrong with your body.”
“Yes there is Harry!” Louis protested, “I’ve struggled with my weight all my life, and I’ve heard enough comments to know there is something wrong with it. And to make matters worse this is the heaviest I’ve ever been!”
“Louis, there is not a thing wrong with your body,” Harry sternly said, “People are just judgemental, you’re beautiful just the way you are, and I love you and your body.”
Harry approached him and placed his hands on Louis’ plush hips, “I love the feeling of this, the softness of your body and I don’t care how big you are.”
Louis blushed, “you don’t?”
“Not one bit,” Harry confirmed, rubbing Louis’ chubby sides. “I love everything about you, even if something changes.”
Louis considered this, “I guess I am kind of hungry,” he finally admitted.
“Good,” Harry smiled, “because I made lots.”
Harry knew Louis’ body image issues wouldn’t just disappear, but for today, it was a win.
Considering doing a prequel to this one, during the one direction days. With Louis dealing with managements and other peoples comments. Let me know if you guys would like that. :)
If anyone wants to send me chubby Louis or chubby Spencer concepts or ideas you can :) The only thing I don’t want is anything with full on s3x and outright feederism. Any ship is fine as well.
