France X Chubby!Reader- Part 1 (Kind of pervy)

Let's see... Where should I begin?
Well, for starters I'm fat.
All my friends call me chubby or fluffy
But I am "flat"-out fat.
I wear a size (your size) in pants and
a (your size) shirt.
I'm running out of things that fit
and my mother already said
she wouldn't be giving me money
for large sized clothing.

I'm down to my sweatpants and
my large (fave. game) shirt I bought
at my last convention.

I get more lonely and depressed
seeing everyone I know with a
guy at their side. I want to find
someone but I'm not good enough
to be in one with a good guy.

I wonder if my luck will change...
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(Sorry I always do intro in first person and the rest second person)

You looked at yourself in the large bathroom mirror. Your legs seemed to get thicker and your tummy poked out more. You sighed as looked over at the scale close by.

"I'm like 10 pounds heavier!"

You assumed and walked out of the bathroom to the living room. Your roommate was getting ready to go out. You wouldn't care but you had to go with her because you're the designated driver in the case she didn't catch a man at the bar.

You sighed once again slipping into the dress she paid you to put on. It was a short black dress with pink edges wanting to show a bit of your chest. You covered up feeling down because of your (your size) chest always getting looked at before they begin to talk about you.It was really nice dress, you adored it to death but you knew it wasn't meant to be worn by girls your size.

You slipped on some flat shoes, because high heels would be difficult to run with so fuck that shit. (Sorry for the cursing)
You fixed your (hair length) (hair color) into a nice (hairstyle) that sort of complemented your round face.

"Oh, cheer up (Your name)! We're not going to a god awful place."

"Yeah, just a place with drunks and whores-- not including us..." You scoffed.

She stopped applying her lipstick, looking at you through the mirror. You looked away and grabbed your bag and keys.

"I'll wait in the car, " you muttered.

You grabbed another bag, filled with some normal clothes, as you headed out. You walked down the stairs to the street quickly heading to your car.
You threw your bags into the back seat and sat on the drive's seat. Your roommate, a girl named Kujy (I decided to give her a name), got in and you took off.

At the Night Club"The Woods"

Once you walked in, a loud chirping lady called to you.

"(Y/N)! Kujy! Darlings, you came!"

You smiled at the weird-whore dressed woman. She might've looked weird but she was the owner of the bar and a good friend of Kujy's.

"Nanessa, love!"

Kujy walked over to the woman and gave her a kiss on the cheek. They linked arms as they wondered into the bar looking for a good man for Kujy.

Your sighed and slowly made your way to the counter. You waved at the bartender to give you a drink. He moved away from his friend and walked over to you.
You looked over at the man who was talking with the bartender and couldn't help but to stare; he was absolutely overwhelmingly handsome. His golden locks made it down to his stubby chin. He looked so familiar yet he didn't link to anyone from the top of your head. He was staring at bottles as he drank his wine and you hope he didn't notice you staring. The bartender clear his throat to catch your attention. You quickly turn to him and smiled awkwardly.

"What can I get for you ma'am?" he asked.

"I'd like a (fave. Alcoholic drink) please..."

You spoke lowly since you didn't want the man to notice you were talking to his friend.
The bartender nodded and walked off in the direction of the man. He served a (drink) and then walked back. You took the glass and drank it slowly as the bartender headed to the other side of the counter to attend another customer.

"Great job (Y/N), how is it you always get stuck alone waiting just in case you're friend doesn't make it with  guy"

You didn't mean to speak so loudly so you were a little surprised on hearing a chuckle from a person sitting next to you.

"So, you're the designated driver?" He asked.

You blushed as you saw the handsome man talking to you in an elegant French accent. His smile was even more dazzling up close making you lightheaded.

"Y-Yeah..." you stammered.

"It sucks to be on that end, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, but I bet you aren't the one to know" you murmured. "Where's your driver?"

He pointed at the other side of the bar where a good-looking Spaniard man was talking to Kujy, who was hooked around every word he said. You rubbed your forehead.

"I see." you sighed. "So, now you HAVE to find a girl so you can spend the night since no one's taking you home, right?"

"You're really sharp, darling." he pointed out.

"Yeah, sure," you sighed.

You finished the rest of your (drink) and set the glass down.

"You have nice tastes," he said. "I bet it's that way in everything, right?"

"Is that a good thing?" you asked.

He smiled another wide spectacular smile that made you blush.

"I'll always compliment a beautiful woman if I get a chance," he said proudly.

He leaned close to you, running his fingers over your (s/c) cheeks.

"I-I see," you whispered.

You felt self conscious for the first time in a long time. You never cared that a man got so close and said things to you.

"You seem like a nice girl,how about we get to know eachother better?"

You gave a weak smile and ran your palm over his cheek, feeling the stubby thin hairs of his beard. He wrapped his arm around you pulling you to him with force.

You squeaked as he squished your plushie stomach against, what you felt were, his rock hard abs. He landed a kiss on your lips then moved to your neck.

Your small moan mixed with the music from the starting songs. From the corner of your eye you saw Kujy dancing with the Spaniard man, who was friend's with the guy that was with you. At that moment you noticed you didn't know the guy's name and yet you were letting him kiss you like he was a boyfriend.

"W-wait..."

"What is it (y/n)?"

You blinked and pulled back from him, looking at his face confused.

"How do you know my name?"

"I... Well, you said it..."

"Oh, right..."

He chuckled and gave you another kiss, then moved to your ear.

"I'm Francis"

"F-Francis...?"

He licked down to your neck then bit softly over a soft spot making you forget your last thought. You almost let out a loud moan but it got stuck in your throat.

"Let's go somewhere more private where only I can appreciate your beauty"

You nodded as you felt your face flush more. He stood up, still with his arms around you, and walked to the stair case near the back. He showed a pass to a guard and he let you guys up. You felt a chill when you saw the guard smirk at Francis.