warning: insecure of a body part (stomach), not proofread
amihan's note: i'm having second thoughts about posting this, if this came out in any way as offensive or insensitive please do tell me whether it be on ask or pm, i will take this down as soon as i'm told, i'll keep the bonus scene only. with that out of the way, happy reading!
live-in partner!connie x gn!reader
ever since quarantine started, you and your boyfriend have grown comfortable with each other’s skins. be it wearing something revealing or just walking around your shared apartment with nothing but underwear, no one will bat an eye. though, sometimes you can’t help but hide yourself.
just like today, you are wearing a cropped bralette partnered with shorts. feeling the dryness in your mouth due to summer heat, you stand up from your boyfriend’s comfortable arms to get yourself some water from the kitchen.
he looks up at you feeling your warmth go away, his lips turn upwards seeing you stretch your limbs with your eyes closed. your shorts hanging low on your hips, your stomach in full view.
you hear loud barks which cause you to immediately turn and look at him, shamelessly checks you out. “you’re so hot,” he looks at you up and down before looking you in the eyes, giving a wink.
you whine and cover your stomach, this makes connie frown and tries to pry your arms that’s covering your stomach, “no baby, i was enjoying the view” he whines back at you while you shake your head at him, “i don’t like it,” you complained to him.
the two of you ended up in a banter causing connie to stand up, “that’s it” he said with finality in his tone. you made a confused noise and slightly tilted your head to the side,
“what?” he starts jogging in his place and puts both of his fists in front of his face, “square up, you perfect being!” he playfully gives you a light jab, being careful not to actually hurt you, on your shoulder.
you can’t help but giggle at his actions, “come on!” he says one more time, “if i win that means you are perfect just the way you are,” he starts showing his moves, beating up the air.
he stops and points at you, “and if you win,” he gives you a cheeky smile, “that will still mean you are perfect just the way you are.”
you fondly roll your eyes at him and remove the arms covering your stomach. “fine, you win!” he puts his hands in the air, “victory!!” you shake your head at your boyfriend’s antics.
he checks you out one more time, “damn, i’m so lucky to have a significant other like you.” he mutters under his breath and quickly pecks you in the lips. he traps you in his arms and falls back on the couch, you hum in delight forgetting why you stood up in the first place.
-bonus scene; {if you have short/long hair!}
“hey connie, babe?!” you called out from your shared bathroom, he rushes there while humming, “you need something, baby?” you look at him in the mirror where both your eyes met. he leans on the doorframe folding his arms across his chest, you blink at him as he blinks back at you, he purses his lips trying to contain his laughter. “whaaat?” he dragged out his word, eyes still locked with you.
you gather some pieces of your hair and make a cutting motion, the length way shorter than what you would usually want, “what if i just..” you open and close your fingers between your hair and stare at him, “..you know?” you look back at him over your shoulder. his eyes literally brighten up and nod with a lot of excitement. “do it!!!!” he then moves closer to you, “can i cut it for you?” he suggested, ecstatic with the idea.
“i hate you” you grumble out, looking in the same bathroom mirror running your fingers through your hair. not feeling the same length that it used to be, “you're the worst to be quarantined with” you huff and look back at him, who’s laughing at you. “you always say yes to my impulsive shits!” you complained to him, whining a little.
he encases you with his arms and kisses your forehead, “you look beautiful no matter what hairstyle you have,” he leaves a kiss on your temple, “athena got nothing on you babe.” you snorted at his statement pounding on his chest lightly, “damn it, baby. if you're gonna be sweet at least get it right,” you giggle at his chest.
he pulls back a little and looks at you with seriousness written all over his face, “what? it is athena right?” you inhaled through your nose with your eyes closed, connie just observes you, lowkey memorizing every inch of your pretty face.
you exhale and look at him straight in the eyes, trying not to laugh “it’s aphrodite” you informed him, connie’s mouth formed in an ‘oh.’ a little dumbfounded at the moment, “well, i don’t care. as long as you got the message.” he buries your head to his chest to hide his reddened cheeks from embarrassment, your laughter vibrating in his chest.
amihan's note: this is my first aot related story i've written, ahh i hope you'll enjoy this. it randomly came while i was watching big bang theory and thought of this during a scene. i think this is such a connie thing to do, tell me what you think i'll be happy to see your thoughts (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡ happy reading!
bf!connie x gn!reader
connie springer, he do things in a rush and never seems to give them second thoughts. you love this man with all your heart but sometimes you can't help but question yourself. moments like this, that question pops up in your mind, "connie, you shouldn't have done that" you said tears welling up in your eyes, hands clenched on your side looking at him your face mixed with pain and anger.
connie looked back at you, his face written frustration all over it, "no, you shouldn't have done that" his voice beginning to raise
he run a hand down his face groaning, your tears manage to break free running down your cheeks. you inhaled through your nose, closing your eyes 'this is just another dumb argument' you thought, "let's take a breather first, think this through" you told him turning your back at him, connie's jaw clenched still fuming, however, seeing your retreating back turned to him made his eyes soften.
his anger fading away, moments in your long-term relationship flashing before him. all those happy moments, your patience with him, the way you kept up with his antics, all those are precious with him.
he treasures them and wouldn't let go of that anytime soon. you didn't wait for him and took your leave, doing as you told him. you do need a breather, this will not end up good if the two of you don't have clear mind.
after what felt like hours full of frustration and cries, you manage to calm down and clear your mind. you heard a knock on your door pulling you from your thoughts, you opened it expecting connie to give you a hug and apologize for earlier as you forgive and apologize back. but what you didn't expect is him going down on one knee opening a black velvet box showcasing a beautiful ring.
your hand immediately went to cover your mouth, shocked by this. yes, connie springer is one to do things so out of the ordinary and you expect all the possibilities of those but proposing was not one of them, "l/n y/n will you marry me?" he said with his usual smile, you stood there still in shock.
connie stared back at you, his smile faltering blush making it's way up to his cheeks. his hasty action now sinking in, he was about to take it back and maybe take a step back think about his action.
he did it in a spur of a moment, no second thoughts, he didn't think of the possibility of you not being ready-- his thoughts was cut by a simple breathy "yes" from you.
his gaze back at you, now it was his turn to be shock as you show him your hand. "well? you gotta put the ring, lover boy" you told him, your cheeks hurting from how wide you are smiling. he snapped out of it, fumbling with the box hurriedly pulling out the ring and slipping it on your ring finger.
he stood up, now smiling "that makes you my fiancé now huh?" you pulled his face giving him a short quick kiss, he chuckles his hand resting on the small of your back "i'm sorry" he whispers, your foreheads touching, eyes fixed on each other. "i'm sorry" you repeated after him, closing your eyes savoring the moment.
