The four of you were going to college, you were all living in a twobedroom apartment right off campus, you all slept in one bed but youstill had two rooms so you had space to put things plus it was astudy/work room to work on your homework and the work that you allhad.
You were all going to the same college to get it, you were working ona degree to become a (dream job), Francis was taking classes to enterthe culinary field, Gilbert to learn to be an engineer, and Antoniowas going to the police academy that was on the other side of town.
Right now there it was finals week, you had tests and papers due.Normally it wouldn't be this hard, it'd be hard but not this hard,but you had taken all the classes you (hated/were not good at) butyou needed. So that was why you were right now stressed, you couldn'tsleep at night laying between the men who were fast asleep. Even cutelittle Gilbird couldn't get you to smile.
This honestly had the boys worried about you, you spent almost allday studying and twitching from the lack of sleep, surviving oncoffee and barely eating and that wasn't healthy. They worried foryou, they worried that you weren't going to be taking care ofyourself; you'd get sick at this rate.
The three entered the room, pulling you from your work as you lookedat them with tired, soulless (eye color) orbs. They worried but itwasn't like you did it on purpose. Your feelings were just numbedfrom the sheer exhaustion; both physical and emotional.
Francis, the best cook in the house, went to the kitchen to make thedinner, Antonio dragged you, turning on some music. He danced withyou and you did force an exhausted smile. He danced with you, and youwere very sleepy leaning against his chest as you relaxed some.
Soon enough Francis had called you for dinner and the three of you,Gilbert having moved the furniture while Antonio and you danced. Hehad cooked his best for you and you ate; your body grateful for thefood it had been in desperate need for. You hadn't been starvingyourself but you just hadn't had the time to.
After you had all finished Gilbert took your hand to lead you to theroom which you tugged away from him.
"But my homework..." you whispered but Gilbert wrapped his armsaround your lovely decadent body.
"Nein! (No!)" Gilbert shook his head tugging you to the bed,"jour vorking jourself to exhaustion, jour going to get zick atthis rate." He said tugging you to the bed, you laid on yourstomach. Gilbert slowly rubbed your back and you let out a moan atthat.
"That feels good Gil~" you whispered relaxing as he rubbed alongyour soft back. You were almost instantly asleep, and the three mensighed as you let out your quiet breaths as you slept, you wereexhausted. You were wearing a pair of black yoga pants and a simple(favorite color) tank top, your stay in the house today clothing.They moved you to cuddle you and all go to sleep early tonight.
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FanfictionBadTouchTrioxChubby!Reader, orginally posted on DeviantArt as Alcohol this is a story taking place in high school and beyond of Arthur, Lukas, Vladimir, Gilbert, Antonio, and Francis who all have the biggest crush on the chubby beauty; you. In the e...