Hello! Could you write something about 127's reaction to hearing their s/o is insecure about their cellulite(more specifically on their thighs)? Thank you so much in advance. Your posts make me happy 😌
Awe thank you so much, I’m glad I can make you happy! And another thing! I have cellulite as well! I am not thin, but I’m not too big either. Cellulite can happen to anyone, and you guys have nothing to be ashamed of. It’s beautiful, you’re beautiful remember that!
Taeil hates when his s/o gets down on themselves, especially about their body. He tries his best to make sure they don’t think that way, because then it upsets him to see them upset. “Not again.” He’d murmer to himself, hearing their words. Getting up from his spot on the couch where he sat reading a book, he walked into the bathroom. Finding them looking in the at the cellulite on their thighs. “I just can’t get over it.” They’d sigh, looking at their reflection in the mirror. “Baby please,” Taeil started, pulling his s/o close to him. “I want you to understand that that you are gorgeous/handsome, with our without it. It shouldn’t get you down. This is apart of you that I love, I love every part of you. I want you to realize this, it’s very important to me that you know this.” He’d speak. He knew he’d have to tell them more times in the future, but he’d keep telling them until they believed it to be true.
Johnny is always someone who will try to boost the confidence of anyone. Especially of his s/o who he is dedicated to loving and cherishing. “Babe are you ready? I think everyone is almost there.” He’d call from his place in the bathroom. He’d been fixing his hair while his s/o got dressed, but noticed they were taking a bit of time. “I was but, my thighs..the shorts...I have to take them off.” They said. Johnny clicked off the bathroom light, walking into the bedroom. “What do you mean? What’s wrong with the shorts you look great, so great.” He’d smirk, putting a hand in their back pocket. “No johnny I’m serious, look at my thighs in these.” They whined, pulling his hand out of their pocket. “Babe, what are you talking about? You look amazing.” Johnny said. To which he was met with the back of them as they searched for something else instead. “Babe.” He spoke, sitting down on the edge of the bed and pulling them on his lap. “Listen to me, seriously. You’re worried about it when you have no reason to. I’m telling you I love it, it’s perfect.” He spoke, rubbing the skin of their thighs. “You don’t think it looks bad? The cellulite?” They’d asked. Johnny connected his gaze with theirs, shaking his head ‘no’. “I wouldn’t change it for the world, you know that.”
Taeyong sort of took is personally, when his s/o was down on themselves. He wished he could make their worries about their body go away, becuse he loved it more than they’d ever understand. But he couldn’t, and that’s what made him upset with himself. “Wow..you look so beautiful/handsome.” He’d smile, eyes lighting up as his s/o changed into their dress for the evening. “Really?” They’d asked, as if they had completely different views on how they looked in it. “Yes? You don’t think so?” Taeyong would question. He was quite confused, thinking anyone would agree with him. “Not really, the cellulite on my this makes it all look bad to me.” They said, looking over into the mirror. “No, no, no. That’s not true, how could you say that? You look amazing!” He’d protest. He wouldn’t let anyone talk badly about his s/o, even if it was his s/o themselves. “Taeyong seriously? You don’t see it?” They’d sigh. “See what? A beautiful person? A person who doesn’t know they’re amazingly stunning? You’re thighs are perfect to me, I don’t understand why they aren’t to you.” He’d say, getting up from his spot on the bed, walking over and taking their hand. “Don’t worry about it, it’s already perfect.”
They’d been living with Yuta for a little over 6 months now. In those 6 months Yuta had already realized how much they were down on themselves. “Baby come here, I wanna cuddle please!” He called from the bedroom as his s/o was finishing up getting dressed after their shower. “Just a minute.” they’d laugh, gathering their things to head back to the bedroom. “Oh you’re so cute when you wear panties/boxers to bed.” Yuta smiled, opening his arms for them. “No I was gonna ask if I could narrow a pair of sweatpants, you don’t wanna see this.” They said. Yuta’s brows furrowed as he tiled his head in confusion. “What are you talking about?” He’d question. “You don’t wanna see all of this cellulite.” They’d said gesturing to their thighs. “What are you talking about? I’ve seen your thighs before I don’t understand.” Yuta was highly confused, sitting up now. “Yuta, my thighs have cellulite on them. So I’ll put on sweatpants so that you don’t have to see it.” They’d explain. “No stop that, I don’t care about that. You look amazing, you always do, you always have. Come to bed now, don’t think bad of yourself when you’re perfect.” Yuta shook his head, reaching to take his s/o’s hand so he could pull them to bed and get his cuddles.
Doyoung was shocked to find out how much his s/o disliked the state of their thighs. He’d always found them to be cute and nice pillows if he’s being honest. He never understood how they could dislike their gorgeous body so much. “What did you ask me?” Doyoung asked, wondering if he heard that question right. “Does the cellulite on my thighs make me look bad in this?” His s/o asked. Doyoung heard right, and just stood with a confused face. “What’s all this about? Why do you not like your body?” He’d question, taking their hand. “You don’t think it looks bad? Haven’t you see other people’s thighs, people that don’t have cellulite?” They’d asked. “Sure. But I’m not with them, I don’t care about them. I care about you and right now, you’re being very unfair to yourself.” He’d say. “I love you for who you are, inside and out. Everything about you I love, your body included, your thighs included, your cellulite included.” Doyoung spoke, truly. “So no, if your asking me if it makes you like bad, my answer is no it could never.”
Jaehyun loved to spoil his s/o with lingerie. And he even loved the fashion shows he got when they were trying them on. But he started to realize how much their self image of their body, made them more and more insecure about wearing lingerie. “Babe is this one hard to get on? I’m excited to see it on you.” He’d say from outside the dressing room. “Jaehyun come here.” They’d say, not wanting to walk out. “You’re not gonna come out?” He’d reply, wondering if something was wrong. “Please come here.” His s/o sighed. “Alright, alright here I come.” Jaehyun stood from his place on the bench, walking into the dressing room with his s/o. “Oh but it’s on, you look great baby, what’s wrong?” He’d question, placing a hand on their hip as he scanned their body. “This one shows so much, it doesn’t have stocking to go with it. It shows the cellulite on my thighs.” They’d complain. “That’s what this is about?” Jaehyun asked, chuckling a bit. “Glad you think it’s funny.” Thud scoffed, shoving his hand off them. “I think it’s funny that you think I’d be turned off by cellulite. I like your thighs baby, the thicker the better, cellulite just come with it sometimes. That’s doesn’t mean you still don’t turn me on, cause trust me you do.”
For the longest time winwin had a thing for using his s/o’s thighs in place of a pillow. Mostly when they were laying on the couch together watching a movie or such. But recently, his s/o hasn’t been letting him do that. Winwin smiled, seeing his s/o laying on the couch. He was hoping he could lay on them, their thighs specifically. Laying down on the couch he barely placed his head on their thigh before being pushed off. “Heyyy.” Hes pout, looking back up at them. “Don’t do that.” They’d say. “Why not? I used to do it all the time? Why won’t you let me?” Winwin whined, feeling pretty upset about this. “Because, I didn’t notice my cellulite back then. I don’t want you to see it up close.” They’d reply. To which winwin looked down at their thighs. “Sicheng!” “What I don’t understand!” Winwin would move a hand to to rub the skin of their thighs gently. “I love your thighs, they’re so cute. I don’t think the cellulite matters to me at all, I still love them.” He’d say, planting a soft peck on them both. “And you should too.” Winwin sisd before lying his head back down on their thigh, this tome his head was staying there.
Jungwoo loved going to beach with his s/o. It was always fun, but they never got in the water and he didn’t understand why. “I’m gonna go in the water now, are you gonna come with me baby?” He’d asked. “No you know, I don’t wanna be get my coverup wet.” They’d say, just dismissing it. “You’re not gonna take it off? You always keep it on. I don’t even know what you look like in to it bathing suit.” He chuckled, but noticed they weren’t laughing with him. “What’s wrong baby?” Jungwoo asked, pulling them close to him. He kissed their forehead sensing that they were sad. “It’s just my cellulite you know, on my thighs. I’d rather just wear the cover up to..ya know...cover it up.” They’d reply. “Nothing needs to be covered up, I’ve seen your thighs only a handful of times. But enough to know that you are so seeing something wrong, I mean they’re so pretty. Just come in the water with me alright? It’s okay, you look amazing.” He’d smiled. Standing up he reached his hand out for his s/o to take, and they did.
Mark was usually down on himself for small things but they weren’t too serious, and didn’t happen often. But he always felt the need to protect his s/o from the things they were down on themselves on. “Babe are you okay? You don’t seem like yourself today.” Mark said, blopping down beside his s/o on the bed in their apartment. “Yeah I’m okay.” They huffed, not really wanting to worry him about their insecurities. But Mark knew them well, knowing that this is one of their habits. “Are you really okay? Or do you just not want me to worry?” He asked, looking over at them. “Maybe.” “You know you can tell me anything.” Mark said, taking their hand, intertwining their fingers together. “Well, it’s stupid. It’s just when I was showering earlier the cellulite on my thighs...it just really bothers me.” They sighed, looking over at Mark now. “Babe, please don’t be down on your body. You’re amazing, and you always look amazing. I promise it’s nothing that you shouldn’t like. It just means that you have great thighs I think.” Mark smirked playfully. “You think so?” They smiled. “Oh, totally.” Mark chuckled, pecking their cheek.
Haechan was definitely a thigh guy, it was one his favorite physical things about his s/o. His s/o knew this but, they didn’t understand why. “Okay, so what’s your favorite things about me?” They asked. They were playing a questions game, and this was one of the questions that were for Haechan. “Oh this is easy one. Your smile, your laugh and your thighs.” He said, giving them a cheaky wink. “My thighs?” They whined. “Yeah, but I thought you knew this already? I tell you all the time I love your thighs.” Haechan smiled, squeezing them as they were visible from the shorts his s/o was wearing. “But I thought you changed it.” They laughed. Haechan was confused, not understanding why he’d change what he liked about them. “Why would I change it?” He questioned. “Because doesn’t the cellulite bother you?” They asked. “Huh? You think something at small would ever stop me from loving your body and your thighs?” Haechan asked giving them a shocked and offended look to make them laugh, to which they did. “You are crazy. No it doesn’t bother me, they’re still amazing.” He chuckled.
