hiya hey hi. this is my first time doing this but could i request a short story of ot4+1? where they have a chubby s/o when they go to the beach who gets teased by someone about her body in her suit? like how would they react or comfort her? thank you.

promptoschocohoe:

Thanks for requesting, I hope I do your first request justice!!

Tagging @idiotflowerex @flopity-flips @blondeboys-givemechills @blossattic and anyone interested!

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In any other situation, Gladio would knock out anyone who dared make his partner uncomfortable, especially over her body. Ignis and Noctis were the kings of nasty looks and Prompto, surprisingly, was the best shit talker in the group when it came to someone picking on his girlfriend. 

This time was a little different.

The points, whispers, and damning giggles were coming from three girls sitting at a table who couldn’t have been older than sixteen. 

The five of you were in line to get ice cream, your beach date just about over but no one was quite ready to leave. The beach wasn’t too busy around Prompto’s birthday and you hoped in vain the beach would be empty. You had been a little nervous about the outing, especially in the two piece your boyfriends had picked out. It was cute, and with four handsome men treating you like a queen, any other passing giggle or whisper had gone over your head – until now. You weren’t sure why the teenage girls were bothering you so much but all four of your boyfriends could see it plainly on your face. 

You didn’t want to say anything in fear of ruining the date, and the only other place to sit and enjoy the ice cream was at one of tables beside the girls who were currently getting a good laugh at your body. You were trying to think of a way to politely ask to eat somewhere else when Noctis’s hand fell to the small of your back. He wasn’t one for PDA so it was quite the shock. When Prompto stepped to your other side and added his hand over Noct’s, your face was red for a different reason.

“A certain flavor, love?” Ignis asked, his own hand coming to brush a hair from your face and graze your temple.

“Uh – just the usual, I guess,” you smiled, not used to the public displays of pet names either.

“Oh, yum,” Prompto purred, pressing a loud kiss to your cheek. “That tastes so good off your lips.”

“Other places, too,” Noctis added, pressing a kiss to your opposite cheek.

Before you could process what was happening, Gladio was lifting you in his strong arms and pressing a hot kiss to your mouth, smiling when he pulled away.

“Can’t believe they’re hogging you,” Gladio teased, a hand coming to pinch one of your barely covered ass cheeks. “Like it was their names you were screaming last night.”

“Hey!” Prompto cried defensively. “The term “baby” and “Oh, Gods” refers to all of us – Right?”

Prompto, who was now holding hands with Noctis, turned to his boyfriend, who kissed his mouth instead of answering.

The girls at the table were completely forgotten in your flustered embarrassment, but your boyfriends glanced over to ensure their point was proven. None of them were able to make eye contact as the teens were red faced and quiet, and very interested in their cell phones.

By the time you were done eating your ice cream and began posing for pictures with Prompto, the girls were long forgotten.