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Jack Makes a Hurtful Joke 

You’d always struggled with your weight. Growing up, you were chubby for a long time before a growth spurt made you feel a lot better about yourself. You still were very conscious of when you gained a few pounds here or there. That’s why your boyfriend’s joke completely shut down your appetite.

“Move it, bubble butt. I’m going to make us dinner.”

It wasn’t necessarily an insult. In fact, it was probably a compliment, knowing Jack. Jack likes butts. While you were in the shower, you couldn’t get your mind off of it. You pinched every extra area of fat, wondered how he could ever find you attractive. Reality was a slap in the face. If you kept looking this way, it would only be a matter of time before you lost Jack.

You tried to eat dinner with Jack normally, but he knew something was up. You were cutting your food into microscopic pieces. You were drinking lots of water and barely picking one piece.

“Y/N, what’s the matter?”

“Nothing,” you mumbled

“It’s not nothing, you aren’t eating.”

“I don’t need to. Trust me, I won’t waste away.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that you must be embarrassed by being seen with me and I don’t blame you. I just want to make things better.”

“Y/N, I’ve never been embarrassed by you. What are you talking about?”

“I’m fat. I’m fat and when we talk around together, we look ridiculous. People expect you to have a hot girlfriend and I’m a disappointment to their expectations.”

“What about my expectations?”

“You made it clear that you needed my ‘bubble butt’ to get off of you before.”

“Baby, I was playing around for you. I didn’t think for a second that it would hurt your feelings.”

“Whatever, just drop it.”

Jack came over to your side of the table and dropped down to eye level. “Look at me. You’re an amazing, beautiful girl. That’s not the only reason I love you, but it’s one of many. No one has ever looked like they belong by my side like you do. I don’t want you to change anything about you, ever.” He kissed the tip of your nose, making you giggle.

“This food does smell really good,” you admitted.

“Every master chef needs a taste tester,” he teased as he picked up your fork and put a piece of food in your mouth. You obliged, because after all there was nothing better than a meal made with love by Jack.


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