Can I request a smol and chubby s/o and Reinhardt ((he needs more love)) comforting them when they have insecurities about themselves and not being good enough for him. I challenge you to make me cry with all the fluff.
A/N: I couldn’t find a gif from his uprising days but this takes place around that time. I wrote this with the idea that sometimes you just have one of those off days where everything feels wrong. But, alas Reinhardt loves his S/O very much and wants nothing more than for you to feel loved and happy.
Reinhardt had spent much of his younger years in the relishof attention. He is a handsome man, nothing you doubted, with a big heart andeven bigger love that came along with it. Even now, the older crusader stillgarners a hefty amount of adoration from fans and friends alike. Women and mengushing over the him, the powerhouse who fought with honor and shined brighterthan the sun.
It was no wonder when you two began dating that attentionwithin the ranks was garnered. Some were supportive of the two of you, happythat their good-natured loudmouth found love and graciously wished you twothe best. Others, though, were left bitter at the idea of having the dashinglyhandsome knight lay loyal to you of all people. Yes, you were quite aware ofthe differences between you and Reinhardt but it did not mean you loved him anyless. For the most part, you did your best to ignore any of the snide remarkswhile Reinhardt was quick to shut them down. Nonetheless, there were instanceswhen the doubts brought up poked at your resolved even if he was quick toassure you differently.
Today had been one of those days, a rather challenging workschedule mixed with fatigue from a wonky night’s rest. One snide remark heardupon leaving your office was enough to get under your skin.
“What did he see in you?” A jealous recruit muttered in passing.
Annoyed and much too busy, you gave it no thought for the time being. Though, you had felt awfulfrom the start of the day and now when having caught sight of your disheveled lookupon the mirror in Reinhardt’s dorm, did your mood dampen even more. The crinkle inbetween your brow furrows at the way your uniform synchs in the mostunflattering ways over your full figure. The ends of your hair accompanying thelook as it stuck out variously from having ran your handsthrough it all day in frustration. Quite frankly, you concluded that you lookedlike a mess.
What did he see in you?
You shake that thought process from your head. There was nouse adding more fuel to the fire despite the lingering sensation it left. Disgruntled,you go about fixing your uniform with rough pulls and pats until it sitscorrectly. However, it doesn’t help the distaste in your mouth as your mind reelsback to how you can’t even look nice enough to greet your loving boyfriendafter work. The tightness in your chest pulls and the frustration works its wayup into dewy tears.
Today has really not been your day.
The door swooshes open and you startle with a jump. The callof your name is accompanied with a giant smile and gleaming eyes coming fromthe love of your life. However, Reinhardt’s face falls when he catches sight ofthe grief-stricken look you bare. With large steps, he crosses the room in notime to stand before you.
“What is wrong, mylove?” He asks, a musk of sweat clinging to him as he swings the work out towelover his shoulder. His voice tells of clear concern as your eyes fall to theground then at the side profile of yourself reflected through the mirror.
“Nothing, Rein.” One hand raises to pinch at the skin ofyour elbow with a nervously. A feigned sheepish smile is given while you wave dismissivelyat him with the other.
“I know when you are feeling sad, my heart.” He tilts hishead, walking towards you with heavy steps. The view of his massive legs entersyour peripherals and closing what little space was left between you. A hand brushes hair behind your ear. It trails down tocaress your cheek, rough calloused hands but all the gentler. He lightly movesyour face to look at him, his crystalline eye studying you. “I’m not one to bother you about what you don’t want to tell me. But, please let me help you.”
You bite at your lip. The nerves of your body jittering tono end. Its fruitless to hide things from Reinhardt especially when he hasbecome so attuned to you. With a sigh, you tear your eyes away from his.
“Why are you with me?” The question pours out of your mouthwith bitter taste, shocking the two of you. You pause when a wave of sadness threatens to wash over you. “You’re thisamazing hero with all this strength and honor. You’re loved by everyone youmeet and you’re just…you’re so amazing.” You concede, the off smile you givehim tears at his heart. “I’m nothing special. You deserve so much more, so muchbetter than me.”
“Is that how you feel?” He asks gently. “That you don’tdeserve me?”
“I’m a goddamn mess and you’re this perfectly sculpted heroof a man. Just, what is there that you even see in me?” The waver in your voiceunleashes the full force of your emotions. “I just don’t want you to settle forless.” A hiccup thumps at your chestbefore shuddering at your shoulders. Reinhardt merely pulls at you until hisarms hold you to him. And, as much as you want to push him away, you can’t helpbut cling back.
“Never.” He huffs with a tight grip. “I have everything Icould ever want and need in you.” He kisses your forehead trailing down to yourtemple. “You are so smart and caring.” He places one at corner of your eye. Hislip wet with a loose tear as you close your eyes. “Beautiful beyond belief.” Hekisses down you your cheek a stop short of your lips. “You have always made mehappy,” His sentimental gaze meets your eyes and he is as emotional as you “andso loved and cared for.” Reinhardttraces his hands down the length of your arms before taking each of your handsin his. He brings them to rest over his burly chest, the faint thump of hisheart resounding at your fingertips. “I have never wanted anyone but you, thatI can assure you with the entirety of my being.”
Your lip quivers when he kisses your knuckles. “Rein…”
“Do not think you are unworthy of me. I love you so much forall that you are and I always will.” He whispers heart-brokenly. “Do not think otherwise.”
“I’m sorry.” You rest each of your hands on his biceps. Thesmile on your face still trembling. “I’ve had such a long day and all this hitme all so suddenly. I’m sorry to cause a ruckus.”
“Never apologize for how you feel. If it something we cantalk about then by all means please let me know.” He assures while kissing thetip of your nose. “I never want you to feel discouraged about us.”
“Thank you, Reinhardt. I really needed that.” The motion ofhis body shifting directs you to face him. “But I think you missed one moreplace to kiss.” You lean in with a jutted lip to which he looks at youscandalized.
“Really, my dear?” He gasps. “I just got back from the gym.I might pull something doing such things so soon.”
“You’re awful.” Youslap at his chest, silently thankful for the way he laughs heartily. It shifts the mood, lightening the feel of the room ever more so after his declaration.
“I was kidding.” He smiles at you with a pouted lip thatstands out upon his roguishly handsome face. The mere look drawing gigglesof your own. “But now, let’s see about getting you some rest. You lookexhausted, my sweet.”
He lifts you into his arms easily earning another wave oflaughter from you. You are both quite tired and have yet to wash smell of along day’s work but, for the meantime, the thought perishes in each other’sarms. He lays you deftly on his bed before plopping down next to you. Reinhardtgroaning when his joints settle over the plush comforter and under your warm body. Softly,you run circles over the area of his chest in sympathy while your head laysupon his shoulder.
It’s not long that he shuffles around though. Turning toyou and leaning in until you met him half way in innocent yet passionate kiss. Emotionspour through the way he holds you to him, lips meeting and hearts beating chestto chest. He pulls away shortly, his loose hair tickling at your face when hisnose touches yours.
“I love you so much” You tell him between the small space ofeach other’s lips.
The rumbled accent of your name sounds so soothing in hisvoice. “And I love you most of all.”