can you write one where louis normally really looks after what he eats and works out and stuff bc he wants to be as fit as possible for harry but then harry is abroad (idk, for like tour or something whatever) and louis kinda takes a rest and gets pudgier?
Louis guiltily chewed into the last bite of his pizza, glancing into the box, where nothing but crumbs remained. I have to stop eating like this, he thought to himself. Harry had only been on a work trip for a week so far and Louis had spent the entire time pigging out and indulging in the kind of foods he didn’t normally allow himself, as he has a tendency to be on the heavier side.
Harry was to be away for two months, and Louis knew if he kept eating like this he would balloon over that time. But, once he had allowed himself to taste the sweet delicacies he usually denied himself he was finding it quite difficult to stop eating them.
And, so the plentiful meals and over abundance of sweets and treats went on. Louis enjoyed trying things he had never had before. Different sweets from different countries. Recently he was quite fond of butter tarts, a wonderful pastry from Canada.
The only problem was his new favourite snack contained lots of butter and sugar which quickly began to make themselves known on his waistline. Louis, of course, remained somewhat oblivious to this change in his body. He figured he would have gained some weight, but as he didn’t often use the scale or make a habit of examining himself in the mirror he had greatly underestimated the effect his overindulgence was having on his body.
That was until his pair of track pants that had been large on him began to dig into the soft flesh of his tummy, leaving red marks. The material also stretched to cover his growing thighs and bum.
But, still he managed to convince himself he hadn’t gained that much. That was until one morning when he went to slip on a pair of the previously oversized track pants, only to find he couldn’t manage to pull them over his bum.
Louis’ cheeks flushed red as he stared down at his rounded belly that clung tightly to his shirt, another garment that had once been oversized. Louis wiggled out of the pants and tore off his shirt, rushing over to the mirror in his boxers to study himself.
When his eyes landed on his reflection he felt a pit of shame and embarrassment deep inside him. How could he have been so foolish to believe with all the sweets and large meals he had eaten, he wouldn’t gain tons of weight?
Louis ran his hands over his newly soft sides, down to his hips. They were so much wider, and to his horror stretch marks covered his tummy, hips, and thighs.
Louis stood in front of the mirror for some time. He studied his body and jiggled the excess flesh, feeling a deep sense of disgust at himself. But, then he remembered a horrible thing. Harry was to return home in only a week's time. What would he think of Louis’s pudgy body?
Louis turned around, walked over to the bed and let himself fall face first onto its soft mattress. Would Harry still want him like this? His looks were what had attracted Harry to him in the first place. Harry being a CEO of a successful company. Louis had only been a waiter at the time they had met. But, now Harry provided a glamorous lifestyle for the two of them. Allowing Louis to pursue his hobbies and explore various pastimes.
Most of all though, Louis loved Harry. His eyes began to water as he pictured the look of disgust on his love’s face when he set eyes on Louis’ fat body. He didn’t think he could take the disappointment and criticism that would follow.
Louis wrapped himself in blankets, trying to feel as small as possible and cried himself to sleep.
The day of Harry’s expected arrival quickly came. Louis finished buttoning up his shirt, taking a deep breath as he looked in the mirror. Louis had ordered some new outfits, even if he was now fat he didn’t want Harry to come home to him spilling out of his clothes. He had hoped having clothes that fit would help him appear smaller, but no fabric could disguise the love handles and belly he had gained when they had been apart.
Louis’ head turned when he heard the door open and the sweet voice of his boyfriend calling his name.
Louis gulped, wishing he could just disappear, so Harry wouldn’t have to see him like this. He had told himself he would accept the consequences of what he had done, but as he heard Harry’s footsteps approach the bedroom, he grew more and more terrified.
He jumped in their bed and covered himself with blankets and hid his head under them.
“Louis?” Harry’s voice was filled with confusion as Louis felt the weight of the bed shift slightly as Harry sat beside him. “Are you not feeling well?”
Louis bit his lip before muttering, “I’m fine.”
“Then what are you doing under there, silly?” Harry asked with amusement in his voice.
“Hiding,” was all Louis responded.
Harry rolled the blanket down to Louis’ chin and gave him a smile full of endearment, “and what would you be hiding from?”
Louis looked away, “I’m not hiding from something, I’m hiding something.”
“And what would that be?”
Louis blinked back tears and whispered, “my body.”
Harry gasped, “What!? You don’t have to hide your body, Lou, I love how you look.” Harry tried to reassure him, knowing how insecure Louis could be.
Louis shook his head, “you loved how I looked, not how I currently look.”
Harry’s brows furrowed, “what do you mean?”
Louis took a deep breath and sighed before tearily stating, “I got fat while you were gone, Harry! I ate way too much and gained so much weight. I’m so sorry.”
“Louis,” Harry said as he gently turned Louis’ head to face him, realizing for the first time how much chubbier his cheeks were, “I don’t care about your weight. I only care that you are happy and healthy.”
Louis shook his head, “you say that now, but you haven’t seen me?”
“While may I see you?” Harry asked. Seeing the fear in Louis’ eyes he added, “I’ll have to see your body eventually.”
Louis thought this over, before deciding Harry was right. It would be better to get it over with. He shoved the blankets aside and restrained himself from crossing his arms over his tummy.
“Oh, wow,” Harry breathed out.
Louis clenched his eyes shut in shame, “I told you how gross I am.”
Harry’s eyes widened, “no, no. Louis, You look so good, so perfect and huggable. How could you ever think I would hate your body?” Harry bit his lip as he eyed Louis, “may I?” he asked, his fingers ghosting the buttons of Louis' shirt.
Speechless, Louis found himself nodding. Harry slowly and carefully unbuttoned each button, as if he wanted to savour every moment. But when the final button was undone, he took in a sudden breath.
“Louis…” Harry whispered as he reached out to softly trace the stretch marks that decorated Louis’ body. “How could you ever think I would be angry about this? You're so soft, like a beautiful fluffy cloud on a warm summer’s day. How could you think I wouldn’t want this?”
“I-I just assumed,” Louis stammered, “I thought you would think I look greedy and ugly.”
“Never,” Harry firmly told him, staring deeply in his eyes, “You deserve to treat yourself to whatever you desire. Especially when it has such a pleasant side effect,” he gently rubbed Louis’ plush sides as he spoke, “do you understand?”
Louis blushed at the affection Harry was showering him with, “I understand.”
If anyone wants to send me chubby Louis Tomlinson or chubby Spencer Reid concepts, ideas, or requests you can. The only thing I don’t want is anything with full on s3x and outright f33derism. Any ship is fine as well.
Also feel free to ask me questions as long as they are respectful
