Request: Hey cutie pie!! could you write a Sirius x reader where she tends not to eat (or very little) and each day she’s skinnier, and no one notices it but him, who’s clearly in love with her, but she doesn’t trust him and tries to push him away? sorry if too long, thank you❤❤ This is from a different pov. Hope you like it nonnie! ALSO. Don’t ever think that you are not good enough. Love your body. Cherish it. Be proud. You deserve the world! Warnings: So, I wrote this on my phone. I don’t know if it’s okay. My English, and possible triggering thoughts? Gif/image aren’t mine. Credits to their original owners. Masterlist
She was beautiful. That wasn’t all he could say about her. She was mesmerizing, smart, polite, sarcastic, classy, elegant, kind, sweet and caring. Merlin, he could go on and on all day! She was perfect. But she didn’t know and Sirius had noticed. It had been a week since he first understood what was going on. However, he couldn’t figure out why. To him, she was a vision-and not just to him. Even though he wouldn’t admit it, he was jealous of every guy that did as much as talk to her. Today he took note of everything she was doing. Every little detail. He wanted to decode her. The lunch was wonderful as always. She had piled up her plate with a bit of everything and had poured some juice into her cup. As she engaged in the conversation, she played with her food, pretending to eat, while in fact she never even touched it. “Why isn’t she eating?” he questioned. His friends looked over at her. They were perfectly aware of his not-so-subtle crush on her. It was rather difficult for someone not to like her. Her personality, her body. Because they were boys after all. That impeccably curved body. It drove Sirius mad. And unfortunately, not just him. “Indeed, she is not” Remus commented after a bit of observation. Sirius made a gesture that said ‘Yes. Thank you’ “It’s been going on for a week now” he said genuinely worried. Not because he was in love with her- Nah, that would be impossible, right? Wrong. “You have noticed that something wasn’t right and you haven’t talked to her?” James asked mildly upset. Yes, he wasn’t in love with her but with Lily but she was a friend, a fellow student, a person! Sirius frowned. "You’re right. I will talk to her" he simply stated. How do I approach her? The truth was, he wasn’t that close to her. She was a friend of Lily’s, but not exactly his. He hadn’t even talked to her- he was always shuttering around her. He just had to find the perfect timing.
Two more days had gone by. She was getting thinner and thinner. And she was in perfect health before… This. Curvy, yes. Sexy, Merlin, yes. And healthy. She was getting skinny. She was a mess. She hadn’t had any sleep and he could notice. She hadn’t had any meals for days and he knew. Not even juice. Not even an apple. He couldn’t take it. Seeing her falling apart. He walked towards her group and plopped down beside her. She yelped in surprise. Her plate was intact and full. She smiled kindly but it was too weak. “Hello” she greeted him. Even her voice was weak. She was pushing herself to the limits. Why was she doing this? Couldn’t she see how bad she was treating herself? “Hello beautiful” he said. Something about the way he said it was different. He wasn’t flirting. He was simply stating a fact. She rolled her eyes. “That pudding was amazing! You should try it” he informed her over-dramatically. She just laughed and took a sip of her drink. No, wait. She didn’t. She pretended to. Why weren’t her friends aware of this? Forcing her to eat something. Anything! “Guys, I have to go. See you later” she announced after a while. She stood up abruptly and practically marched out of the Great Hall. Sirius followed her without even realizing it. Without even thinking about it. Once they were outside, he softly pulled her by her wrist-she seemed fragile. She hadn’t noticed him and she was ambushed. “Why are you doing this?” he asked her almost pleadingly. He looked into her eyes. Even her eyes had lost their vividness. “What exactly am I doing?” she asked terrified of what he might know. “Not eating, dammit!” he whispered-yelled at her. Her eyes widened and she removed herself from his grip. “Don’t ask questions you don’t want to know the answers to” she fiercely said and walked away. “Fuck fuck fucking fuck” he exclaimed.
He couldn’t sleep. He couldn’t shake her out of his mind. Two more days had passed and each time he tried to talk to her, she would walk away like she didn’t trust him. And that hurt him. Fine, fine. He had come to terms with his feelings(they guys may or may not tease him every single second). He cared about her, more than he had ever cared about a girl before. He was worried like he would be worried for his mates but a tad more. He sighed and grabbed the map, quickly opening it. The map revealed everyone’s location. But he was only interested in one. He found her. Astronomy Tower? Without a second thought, he climbed down from his bed, borrowed the invisible cloak and walked outside, trying to avoid any noise.All the way to the Tower he was thinking. He didn’t know why she was acting like that. Maybe she didn’t believe she was beautiful. Maybe he needed to remind her every day. And he would. He will. Finally, he reached the top step of the stairs. He heard a noise and froze. She was crying. No. No. No, please. Don’t. He moved closer carefully. He debated for a second whether or not he should reveal himself. The decision, however, was made for him. He stumbled, lost his balance and almost fell face first.She almost screamed. “I am sorry. I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you” he apologized softly. Her head was already turned away. She was sitting down, her back against the wall, knees to her chest and hands hiding her face. Nothing. After a bit, he gently sat down right next to her and gripped her chin, forcing her to look him straight in the eyes. He couldn’t resist and wiped some of her tears away with his thumb. “Please… Just talk to me” he said pleadingly. It was the second time she heard him using that tone. It felt sincere. She sighed. “I don’t want to have people worried about me” she found herself admitting. His touch made her feel safe and… Loved. Her heart squeezed in a strange way. Yeah, like that could happen.He cupped her cheek. Her face was inches away. He wanted to kiss her. Like, now. “Too late for that. I am worried about you. A lot. Just tell me. Please” he encouraged her. He had confessed in a way. Her eyes closed and she leaned into his hand. “Bellatrix. She-verbalized my thoughts. I am not good enough. Not thin enough. Not smart enough. Not… Enough” she whispered slowly while more tears found their way out. His family was responsible for this. How many more people do they have to hurt? Why? Why her? What did she ever do to them? “Listen to me. Look at me, love” he said, applying a little more pressure on her cheek. She did what he asked her, surprisingly enough. Her eyes… So lost. But she never felt like she could be enough. He could never see her like that. Or so she believed. “You are not just good enough. You are better. You are thin, no. Listen. Your body, love, was… Wow. Bellatrix would kill to have it. She is jealous. That’s why she said what she said. now we just have to get you healthy again. We will do that. As for smart? Okay, let’s stop pretending you are not a bigger dork than Remus. You are so much more than enough” he said fiercely but softly. She was about to say something, probably denying everything he had stated. But he kissed her. He pecked his lips against hers in a brief - yet extremely promising- kiss. “Now let’s get you to the kitchens” he said like an energized bunny. She was in shock. “Sirius, what just happened?” she asked him bewildered. He blushed. Normally, he would say something extremely cocky but now… “I-I like you. Actually, I think it’s more than that. And I wanted to do that for quite a while now. Sorry, I should have asked” he said and lowered his head. Her eyebrows rose. “You-like-me?” it was all she could muster. So, he didn’t care about her size or her grades. Was he honest? “Yeah”. He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. Boy, he wasn’t good with words. Her mind was doing jumping jacks. She went bold. She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and kissed him. “Chocolate Muffins?” she murmured against his lips. “Chocolate Muffins”.
Successful that's how you’d call it. No one hurt to badly, Sam sporting a sore shoulder from being rammed into a book shelf by the ghost, cuts, bruises and assorted sore muscles. Couple of cuts, bruises, a black eye and tweaked ankle it what you have to show for this hunt. Dean came away the best with a limp in his right leg from hyper extending his knee and a nice bruise that bloomed across his chest. All in all it could’ve been much worse so they chalked this one in the win/win column.
A soft smile graces your lips while looking in the back seat, Sam sprawled out, trying to catch a few hours of sleep while Dean drove them home from Up state New York. You glance over at the man in question reaching out to running your fingers through his short brown hair.
Catching his attention from the road. “Everything okay sweetheart?” emerald eyes ensnaring you in their depths before he turned them back on the road.
Shrugging, still running your fingers through his hair a few more times, leaning forward to place a kiss to his stubbled cheek. Moving your hand to your knee still watching as his brow furrowed. “No frowning Winchester it’ll give you wrinkles.”
Chuckling, shacking his head, Dean glanced at you one more time, “What’s rolling around in that head of yours?”
“I love you Dean,” the words are out, hanging in the air of Baby’s interior only the soft snores coming from Sam and the low music is heard. It’s not like you haven’t said it before, under different circumstances and times. Though this utterance of those three simple words held a deeper meaning than most other times.
Swallowing the emotions clogging his throat, Dean grabs your hand intertwining your fingers giving them a light squeeze before bringing it to his lips and kissing the back of your hand. Breathing out, moist air heating your hand as your breath catches.
“I love you to Y/N forever,” giving you his signature smirk when your eyes lock for a fraction of a minute.
You know it’s true that together you’ll keep saving people, hunting things, the family business and loving one another till the end of time.