Mafia Imagines

66 - Blue Whale

FOR: Anyone who wanted more like "Blame the Hormones"

Imagine...

You stare at your body in the full length mirror, biting your lip trying to usher away the tears that threatened to flow down your cheeks.

You were fat.

And sure, you had to keep in mind that there was a child- a literal biological miracle, even for the normal human being - that was being nurtured and grown inside of you. But to you, you were fat, and it was something you refused to change your mind on.

You hated the way your boobs had grown, and you hated the way you couldn't see your toes.

You hated the way your fingers had gained weight, and you hated the way you waddled everywhere.

"My lady," A polite feminine voice cut you out of your self-loathing mantra, as you turn to the THIN lady behind you. "You look incredi-"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" You didn't mean to sound so pathetic, but the harsh words were followed by a pitiful wail, as you hold your aching stomach, which had been beaten blue by the MMA classes you just knew your little baby had been taking part of, and the spilt stretch marks that adorned your stretched stomach.

"Just shut up- I don't care for the stupid lies you have! I do not look incredible, I look like a whale! A fricken blue whale! If you keep lying I will not hesitate to shoot a bullet between your eyes!" Too caught up in your tearful yelling, you didn't hear your husband come up behind you.

"My dove," His voice was soothing as he came behind you, hands sliding up under your thin dress as a single glance at the maid sent her scurrying away from you both. You flinch at the sudden coolness off his fingers but soon find yourself relaxing as he lifts your stomach up, taking the weight off of you.

"My sweet little dove," He cooed, his beard tickling the area behind your ear, as your loud wails become sobs, and slowly become little hiccups. "I'm sorry," He mummers, kissing the top of your head. "I am so sorry,"

"You're sorry?" You look up at him with mascara stained to your cheeks, your breathing still uneven, but confusion was clear on your face: why was he sorry?

"For ever letting you think you're fat." His voice was gentle, as his thumbs did soothing circles across your stomach, a frown adorning his face as you flinched when his thumb brushed over the slightly bleeding stretch marks. "For ever letting you think that you are anything less than perfect while you carry our baby- our little creation." More tears flow down your cheeks, but instead of the self loathing, but it was love for your husband, and how he always knew just what to say.

"T-thank you," You hiccup, as you lean further into his welcoming arms, a little smile lighting up your face, as you looked up at him. "I love you,"

"Not as much as I love you, my dove..."

"Can we get cookies?"

"Of course we can," Slowly moving out of his embrace he wipes your tears, handing you a tissue, to get the mascara off.

"Any flavours?"

"Of course, my dove. "

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Written: 22.November.2022

WOW I'M ALIVE? (no i had a cricket ball to the head on saturday, but some how am not concussed???)

LIKE HELLO MY LITTLE DARLINGS I'M BACK! (for now mwhahahahah)

I've noticed i've gotten a HEAP of DMs and comments with requests, and i'm trying to go through them, but please don't get offended if I don't do yours because it will be one of two reasons:

1: I DID NOT SEE YOUR REQUEST!

I have had a lot of comments and votes lately (all of which I'm grateful for), but i've barely logged onto here since I came on a few months ago, so I have wayyyyy too many notifications to go through!

2: I DON'T THINK I WOULD BE ABLE TO WRITE YOUR IDEA // I DON'T LIKE THE THEME OF THE REQUEST!

This is a big one: I will not ever write for rape. I will not ever write for sexual assult. I will not ever write something that makes me feel uncomfortable. I will also not write for a cheating trope. I will also not write for something that I don't simply enjoy writing: I write this book because I enjoy it, and if i don't enjoy writing, it looses the fun- which I do not want to happen!!

BACK TO THE GOOD STUFF:

I want to thank everyone who has ever voted, followed me, commented or added my book to library: i still remember when I had 1k reads, followed back everyone who followed me, replied to every comment i got and stalked every account that added my book to library and DMed people who voted regularly- I wish I could still do that but there are SO MANY OF MY NEW BESTIES SO I CAN'T :/ :/ :/

I LOVE YOU ALL, THANKS FOR ALWAYS BEING WITH MEEE :)

-OUTCASTKIDO <3