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nxrthmizu · 4 years

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Hey please can i request daichi with an insecure s/o? Just a cute drabble or anything you want just need some soft Daichi in my life🥺

| Reasons to Love You | Sawamura Daichi

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prompt | Reasons to love you’ (You didn’t chose a prompt so I just picked one)

pairing | Sawamura Daichi x Reader

words | 1.7k

author’s note | Thank you for the requests baby! Hope you enjoy :) And everyone needs soft Daichi in their lives uwuuu

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You stared at the floor-length mirror in your bedroom, poking at the rolls of fat around your stomach. It was just so unfair. You tried to love yourself as much as possible, but the world just had to constantly taunt you and bring you down when you were starting to feel better about yourself.

It was just so unfair.

You had put hours of work into your job, working overtime till you were on the brink of collapsing of exhaustion. And yet, your hard work was all pushed aside due to your rounder figure. Instead of you, another woman who had curves in the right places had been chosen to represent the company. Someone who was more ideal for society’s mold of ‘beautiful’.

Of course, you couldn’t deny that she had worked hard, too, but you had seen the report she had handed up and you knew without a doubt you had poured more effort into yours.

Every part of you knew that the world was unfair, and that was just how things worked on this planet. That didn’t mean you felt any less frustrated, felt any less upset from the let-down. You had worked so hard, dammit! And in the very end, your hard work was disregarded because of your appearance.

They were lying when they said: ‘It’s what’s inside that matters.’. No matter how kind your smile is, no matter how hard you work, no matter how much you care, first appearance will always triumph over everything else. It didn’t matter if you looked neat, professional, and hard-working- So long as you weren’t society’s ideal image of ‘beautiful’, you were disqualified instantly.

“Y/N?” You heard Daichi’s voice as the front door clicked open and shut. Hastily, you tugged down your shirt and stepped away from the mirror, trying to busy yourself with other things. “Hey.” He stepped into your bedroom, a soft smile on his face. “How did it go?”

You tried not to show how upset you were. “I wasn’t chosen,” You told him truthfully. “[The other person] was chosen. She worked really hard too, she deserves it.”

Both of you could hear your voice catch in your throat, and you knew that Daichi could sense how upset you were, really.

“Well,” He started, trying to figure out what to say as he clasped your hands in between his, leading you onto your bed. “There’s something else, isn’t there?” He said gently, his eyes meeting yours, showing you that no matter what, he wouldn’t judge, and that he would listen.

The room fell into silence, the background hum of the ceiling fan sounding deafening. “No.” You lied quietly.

“... Okay.” Daichi said at last, knowing full well that you were lying. “You know what, I have something really important to tell you.” He tugged you along with him, both of you settling down on the middle of the bed, you tucked in between his arms, right in the middle of his warmth.

You waited patiently for him to speak, and after a minute or two of silence, he spoke up.

“I’ve been wanting to do this for a while now,” He begin, his voice sounding like the gentle patter of rain. “I wanted to list out all the reasons that I love you, so let me talk, okay?”

You nodded, burrowing yourself deeper into his embrace.

“1,” He pressed a soft kiss onto your forehead. “You’re always so kind to everyone, no matter what. Like the time you ran out into the rain because you heard a cat outside. And then you climbed up a tree to get the cat down and you were fully soaked by the time you got back inside.”

You laughed, remembering how much he had scolded you for running out recklessly like that. Barely two minutes in his embrace and you were starting to feel slightly better.

“2. You’re always so considerate.” He continued to talk, his fingers finding a place in your hair and brushing through them affectionately. “Whenever I have a bad day at work, you give me extra cuddles and kisses until I feel better, and that’s the best feeling in the world.”

“3.” You were about the mention that he was cuddling you just as you did when he felt upset, but he quickly cut you off with a peck on your lips. “You always sing in the shower when you think I can’t hear you and you have the prettiest voice ever.” He grinned when you squeaked in surprise, not having realised that your bathroom was not sound-proof. “I have a few recordings of you singing on my phone and when I have a bad day at work, I always play them on my phone.”

“Daichi!” You whined. “You never told me you could hear me.”

He chuckled and raised his hands in defence. “In my defence, if I told you, you’d stop singing and I won’t be able to hear your beautiful voice anymore.”

You pouted childishly, whacking his arm playfully.

“Okay let me continue.” He cleared his throat. “4, I adore how you look at me in the morning, when your hair is messy in a sexy way and your eyes are still sleepy. I adore how you look at me before you go to sleep, when the lights are off and I can just faintly see how your eyes sparkle in the dark.” His voice softened. “I love how you look at me like I’m the only person in the world.”

At this point, you were speechless, but he kept going.

“5, I love how you laugh. I love when you burst into full laughter and bend over because you laughed too hard and your stomach hurts.” He smiled, putting over a finger over lips as you started to say something. “For some reason, you always think that laugh is ugly, but I can assure you, it’s the cutest thing ever.” Daichi’s voice lowered. “Plus, I know that when you laugh like that, its’ genuine.”

For the next thirty minutes, your boyfriend continued to list the reasons as to why he loved you.

6. I love how you always fuss over me when I get injured, even when it’s the tiniest wound ever.

7. I love how when I’m with you, time goes by so fast, and when I’m without you, time drags on so slowly.

8. I love how you smile at the littlest things, like a dandelion growing in between the cracks on a sidewalk (It’s not just a weed, you said, it grants wishes).

9. I love how you can be so childish and let loose when most other adults would be afraid to be childish.

10. I love how you always work hard despite everything else.

11. I love how you love the team and my family even though they’re crazy. And they love you so, so much. Just like I do.

12. I love how you insist on feeding me porridge when I’m sick. And how you always insist that I’m not allowed to get up from the bed when I literally only have a cold.

13. I love how you snuggle into my side when we’re sharing an umbrella and it’s raining.

14. I love how you leave sticky-notes with sweet messages on my lunchbox.

15. I love how you always manage to plan things for us to do despite how busy the both of us are. I’ll always have time for you.

16. I love how you’re always so patient with me, even when I forget about our date and didn’t text you because I was busy at work. You deserve so much more.

17. I love how you’re always willing to be the bigger person, saying sorry even when it isn’t your fault.

18. I love how you never get angry at me no matter how many times I forget to do the laundry.

19. I love how you always swap out the wet towels for dry ones when I’m bathing after you.

20. I love how you leave food in the microwave for me to eat when I get home late from work.

21. I love how you just somehow know that I don’t want to talk and just want to be with you. Everything will be fine when you let me lie in your lap and cuddle.

22. I love how you stroke my hair at night when you think I’m asleep.

23. I love how you always whisper ‘I love you’ when you think I’m asleep. Some nights, I lie down and pretend to be asleep just to hear you tell me you love me.

24. I love that you give me space and let me go out to have fun with my friends. And whenever I get home, you never complain about having been lonely (Although you probably were), and instead you ask me if I had fun with a smile; you tell me that you’ve already made dinner; you’re just waiting for me to bath.

25. I love that you always make an effort to be nice to my friends and family, because you know how much they mean to me even though they can be troublesome sometimes.

26. I love how you always sit down to talk to my parents when we visit them. I love how they love you. I love how you love them.

27. I love how you always press yourself closer to me when it’s raining or snowing outside because you’re cold.

28. I love how you always pull the blanket over the both of us and make sure that it covers my legs because you know my feet get cold.

29. I love how you always remember to fix the socks that I tell you have holes in them even though they probably stink even after going through the washer twice.

30. I love how you put up with all my bad habits and that you’re always patient with me and tell me for the thousandth time to throw my dirty clothes in the hamper and not on the bed.

“There are so many more reasons I love you.” He whispered, slightly breathless after his thirtieth reason. “Remember that, okay?”

You smiled, your stomach rolls forgotten. “Thank you. I needed that.” You replied softly, reaching up to press a kiss on his jawline. “I love you too, Daichi.”

Everything was going to be okay, because no matter how unfair the world was, out of all the girls in the world, Daichi had chose you, and that meant more than anything else to you.

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JSJSKJSK I SPENT AN HOUR COMING UP WITH THE 30 REASONS. I LEGIT GOOGLED ‘REASONS TO LOVE SOMEONE’.

For everyone out there (Including men, trans people, and basically everyone) who thinks they’re rounder than the general population, or for anyone out there who’s (like me) basically parallel lines with no curves at all, you are beautiful, amazing, and perfect. I also want everyone out there to know that despite me being a literal ‘bamboo’ (As I have zero curves whatsoever), I have stomach rolls too. Athletes and fit people have stomach rolls too. And that’s okay, because it means you’re eating well and you’re taking care of your body :)

Despite everything we do to our body, our body loves us. Anyone studying biology will tell you that our body does a million things to keep us living and breathing with each passing second. Your body loves you, so love your body.

- Cady

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smittenwithsugden · 7 years

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What if Chrissie would have been the one to find Robert?

Because I will miss her so much when she's gone and I will always be sad about all the missed opportunities between Chrissie and Robert (and Chrissie and Aaron) So here you have it, a little drabble that came to me

Rebecca had decided to stay at the Pub to talk to Vic, so Chrissie had left on her own. She had parked her car a little down the road and she’d almost reached it she heard the cries.

Was that coming from The Mill? She walked closer and sure enough, that was definitely Robert calling for help. She hesitated for a second but then quickly walked down the driveway. Thankfully the doors were unlocked and she had no problem walking in.

She saw Robert immediately, laying on the floor, his leg somehow caught in between the steps.

He bend his head to look at her and sighed. “Of course,” he muttered.

“Oh, this is great,” she grinned. “So you really do need me right now.”

“Yes, please,” he said.

“Uh, what was that? Did you just say please?” she said with a grin. “Hold on, I think I need to hear that again, relish this moment.”

“You kow what? Never mind,” Robert snapped. “Now that I come to think of it the floor actually is quite comfortable and the jolting pain in my ankle will subside sooner or later, I’m sure.

“Oh, come off it, you big baby,” Chrissie said and bend down to free his leg from between the steps.

She was actually surprisingly gentle with him, making sure not to twist his ankle any further.

Robert pulled himself in a sitting situation, leaning against the radiator.

Chrissie sat down on the armrest of the couch and looked at him.

“It stinks in here,” she just said wrinkling her nose.

“I know,” he said, slowly pulling his pants leg up and examining his ankle. “But I don’t really care.”

“Wow,” she said, looking around some more. “You know this is a huge turn off, right?”

Robert scoffed. “I wasn’t exactly planning on turning you on.”

Chrissie tilted her head in a condescending way. “Cute,” she said shortly. “But I wasn’t talking about me. I mean, Aaron should be back any day, right?”

As soon as she said his name there was a shadow going over Robert’s face and she could literally see himself closing off.

But Chrissie wouldn’t let him, she pushed, thinking that maybe Robert needed to let something out. And even though she couldn’t really care less about his marriage, seeing him like this did make her pity him a little bit.

“I mean, Robert,” she said pushing. “What is it with you and not being able to be married longer than 6 months? February till July seems to be your jam, right?”

“Shut up,” he said, sounding tired and defeated.

“Robert, you messed up, stop throwing yourself a pity party,” she said.

“I know, okay?” he said, voice rising. “I know I did! In fact that is all I know. I messed up! I did this! Aaron is hurting so much he can’t even stand to be around me! Because of a kid I don’t even want! Because I had sex with somebody I don’t even want! I know I messed up, okay? Everybody keeps telling me I am to blame for all of this and I am just tired of it! I mean, they’re right, of course they are, but there is nothing at all I can do about it. So I have nothing left than feeling sorry for myself, for losing the only thing that ever truly mattered to me. He was my life, he just was, okay? And now I don’t know what to do!”

Chrissie looked at him, really, truly looked at him for the first time in what seems like forever. And he didn’t see the devious, lying, cheating man, who was so easy to hate. She saw a shell of a man who truly lost everything he cared about.

And she thought, maybe this was who Robert truly was. Maybe it really was true that he was never himself with her. Maybe Aaron really wasn’t just something new and adventurous for Robert. Maybe Robert truly fell in love. She had always thought Robert had cheated on her because there was something wrong with her, that she was too boring for him. And maybe that was still true, but it also wasn’t where Aaron was concerned. She thought, that probably for the first time ever she saw Robert how he truly was. Desperately in love and not able to cope without it.

“You’ll get him back,” she said.

“No, I won’t,” Robert said. “I don’t deserve it. Him.”

“Maybe not,” she said. “But he didn’t leave you because you’re a lying, cheating asshole. He left because he wasn’t able to cope with the situation.”

“But it’s my fault, he was cutting again, because…,” Robert started but then shut himself up. “I shouldn’t have told you that.”

Chrissie swallowed and sighed.

“Robert, you messed up, and I am the last person who would blame Aaron for dumping you. But him hurting himself is not down to you. It’s HIS coping mechanism.”

“What?” Robert asked confused.

“Okay, listen, I know I like to blame you for a lot of things, but me torching your car back then, was that your fault, too?”

“Yeah,” Robert said immediately.

“No, it wasn’t,” Chrissie said, shaking her head. “You didn’t put that lighter in my hand, did you? It was my choice. You might be responsible for people feeling bad and used and lied to. But how they deal with that is not down to you.”

Robert felt like the world around him was crumbling, and he couldn’t hold on, couldn’t grasp what Chrissie was saying to him. It rang true, but then again he didn’t feel like he was allowed to believe it. He deserved to take all the blame for everything.

He clenched his jaw and looked down at the ground.

“Do you need a ride to the hospital?” Chrissie asked, sensing that she wouldn’t get a reply to what she said.

“Why are you being nice to me?” Robert asked.

Chrissie got up from the couch and offered him a hand.

“Because it’s no fun to kick you when you’re already down,” Chrissie said.

Robert looked surprised but took the hand she offered. She pulled him up and allowed him to lean on her. With his arm around her shoulders and her arm around his waist she led him to her car.

#robert sugden dingle #chrissie white #robron #implied #emmerdale #fanfiction #my writing #os #original

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