Requested by Kyrounnie: Y/N is chubby and very insecure about it, and people at school make fun of her for it until Peter steps in and defends her. Y/N has a massive crush on Peter and thinks that he won't like her back because of her body, but Peter thinks that she's really cute, and doesn't care that she's chubby.

*Please note: as the request suggests, this one-shot contains themes of bullying, body issues, and comments about starving, so please be mindful of that when reading, and as always I am here for anyone who feels upset by this chapter. Also, for the sake of the chapter, I have used terms that may be considered derogatory by some, such as 'fat' and 'chubby', but I used these because I felt like they best suited the request in this situation. Finally, please remember that your weight DOES NOT determine your worth as a person. As long as you are a healthy weight, you are beautiful, and there is nothing wrong with you. The problems only start when you are either severely underweight or severely overweight, so please remember that you are beautiful just how you are. Thank you, and enjoy xxx*

I walked through the school doors, my anxiety already starting to creep in like it always did as I kept my head down. Despite my eyes being glued to the ground and therefore not paying attention to those around me, I didn't need to look up to know exactly what they were saying about me. What insults were flying around me as my earbuds also protected me from everyone's harsh words. Suddenly, my music stopped, making my eyebrows furrow as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. My eyes widened, my heart jumping harshly and my anxiety rising as my phone died in my hands. Meaning that I now had nothing to protect me from everyone's words.

"I swear that she's gained weight, even from last week."

"I know right, she gets bigger by the day."

"God, she's so fucking disgusting."

My eyes wavered at the words, a tear leaving my eye as I opened my locker and started to shove everything in it without a care. For my whole life, I had had struggles with my weight. I wasn't obese or an unhealthy size by any means, but I was...chubby. I had a little more fat than other girls around my stomach, thighs, arms, etcetera, and it hadn't been a problem for me. Well, until I had gone to Midtown high-school. From the second that I had stepped through the doors for the first time, the insults had started flying, all of them relating to my weight and apparently how disgusting it was. That bullying had been relentless for the last five years, and now I just couldn't wait to leave and go to college so that I could get away from all of the horrible voices. After all, whilst I hadn't given a shit about my weight before the bullying had started, being told that I was so overweight that I was disgusting every day for six years took its toll, both mentally and on how I viewed myself. I could barely even look in the mirror now without just wanting another body, and that was something that was only made worse by the constant taunting. I brought myself back to reality, my hand shutting my locker before turning and heading into class. I looked around as I walked in, MJ, Ned and Betty giving me small smiles as I entered. I returned them before flicking my eyes to the back of the class, and my heart fluttered. Peter sat a couple of rows behind where my seat was, the boy's gorgeous curls blocking his face from my view as he looked down at his work. But then he finally looked up, his eyes also wavering as he saw me too. He gave me a small smile and waved, making me return it as I went and took my seat in front of him. I had to admit that I had always had a massive crush on Peter, the curly-haired and chocolate-eyed boy always being so kind, despite the fact that realistically, we weren't much more than friends. I was better friends with MJ, and because of their friendship, I'd sit with him occasionally at lunch or study with him in the library, but that was it. Because of that, plus the fact that I wasn't as skinny as the other girls, I didn't have much hope that Peter would ever like me back. And I had to admit that that hurt.

"Hey, fatty." My jaw clenched, anger filling me at the familiar voice and insult that ran through my ears.

"Flash." I spat back as I looked up at the class bully. He smirked and bit his lip at me as he leant against my desk.

"What's on the menu today? Or are you going to finally start starving yourself to lose all of that weight? You know that it makes you ugly as fuck, right?" He nodded. I clenched my jaw at him, my heart racing in anger and upset as tears pricked my eyes.

"Shut up." I mumbled.

"What was that, fat bitch? Come on, speak up." He smirked as he leant in slightly.

"She said shut the fuck up. And I think that you should listen." My eyes widened slightly, as did Flash's as Peter's voice rang out from behind me. Flash's eyes moved past me, making me gulp as I looked over my shoulder at the boy.

"What did you just say to me, Penis Parker?" Flash scoffed as he straightened back up again. Peter rolled his eyes at the mean name.

"I said shut the fuck up, Flash. Or are you deaf as well as stupid?" He nodded. My eyes widened, gasps and laughs spreading through the class at Peter's words.

"Fuck you, Parker-."

"Flash, Peter's right, just sit down and shut up already, you're not impressing anyone." MJ shook her head. Flash gave Peter one more stare, the boy clenching his jaw as he moved away to his seat. I gulped and looked at Peter, the boy giving me a small and warm smile as his eyes flicked over my face.

"Thank you, Peter." I spoke quietly. He shrugged and held the smile on his face, my heart fluttering at how cute and caring he was.

"It's all good. He has to learn that he can't talk to people like that." He smiled. I returned it and bit my lip before turning back to the front, a blush creeping over my cheeks and my heart swelling at my crush's words as I looked ahead.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter looked down at his work, his pen scribbling away as he finished the homework that was due this lesson, but that he had forgotten to do. Oops, he thought as he did the last question. Suddenly, something small and yet non-threatening made his Spidey-senses go off, making his eyebrows furrow. But then he finally looked up, his eyes wavering as he realised what had set them off. He gave Y/N a small smile and waved, making her return it as she went and took her seat in front of him. Peter gulped and looked at the back of the beautiful girl's head, everything in him begging her to turn around and strike up a conversation. After all, Peter had liked her for as long as he could remember, and those feelings had only ever grown stronger. Peter had to admit that the pair weren't really more than friends, and they were only friends at all because of MJ. Sure, they'd occasionally sit together at lunch, or study together in the library, but that was it. But what broke Peter's heart more than anything was the fact that Y/N had some major body image issues, mainly because of the bullying that she received from other classmates. Y/N wasn't stick-thin like some of the other girls, but that didn't make her any less perfect. Peter thought that she was the cutest girl that he'd ever seen, her body shape not mattering to him at all. And so when he saw or heard other people making fun of her for her body, he made sure to step in and defend her, just to make sure that she knew that there was nothing wrong with her, and that she was perfect the way that she was. Even if she struggled to believe that herself.

"Hey, fatty." Peter's jaw clenched, anger filling him as Flash walked into the classroom, and hurled the cruel insult at Y/N as he did.

"Flash." Y/N spat back as she looked up at the class bully. He smirked and bit his lip at her as he leant against her desk.

"What's on the menu today? Or are you going to finally start starving yourself to lose all of that weight? You know that it makes you ugly as fuck, right?" He nodded. Peter's eyes widened at how cruel his words were, the insults too much even by Flash's standard. He knew that he had to say something, he was just trying to figure out what.

"Shut up." She mumbled.

"What was that, fat bitch? Come on, speak up." He smirked as he leant in slightly.

"She said shut the fuck up. And I think that you should listen." Peter spat. Flash's eyes widened before moving past Y/N to look at Peter, making Y/N gulp as she looked over her shoulder at the boy.

"What did you just say to me, Penis Parker?" Flash scoffed as he straightened back up again. Peter rolled his eyes at the mean name, the boy not being intimidated at all by Flash.

"I said shut the fuck up, Flash. Or are you deaf as well as stupid?" He nodded. Y/N's eyes widened, gasps and laughs spreading through the class at Peter's words.

"Fuck you, Parker-."

"Flash, Peter's right, just sit down and shut up already, you're not impressing anyone." MJ shook her head. Flash gave Peter one more stare, the boy clenching his jaw as he moved away to his seat. Y/N gulped and looked at Peter, the boy giving her a small and warm smile as his eyes flicked over her gorgeous face. God, it felt good to be the one to make her smile.

"Thank you, Peter." She spoke quietly. He shrugged and held the smile on his face, his heart fluttering at how cute and gentle she was.

"It's all good. He has to learn that he can't talk to people like that." He smiled. She returned it and bit her lip before turning back to the front, a blush creeping over Peter's cheeks and his heart warming at how she'd taken him standing up for her as he flicked his eyes up to her once more.

Y/N's P.O.V

I stood at my locker, my hands placing stuff into it as I got ready to leave. Only one thing had been on my mind all day, and that had been the fact that Peter had stood up for me. I had to admit that I didn't really expect less given how genuine and kind the boy was, but something about it felt special. The way that he looked at me felt like he had to do it, because he couldn't bear the sight of me being sad. It felt beyond special, and I had to admit that I still felt good from it.

"Hey, Y/N." I looked to my side, and my eyes immediately widened as Peter walked towards me. Fuck, don't say anything stupid, stay calm, I thought to myself as I forced a somewhat nervous smile onto my lips.

"Hey, Pete." I chuckled, making him smile at me as he stuck his hands into his jean pockets.

"I, um, I just wanted to make sure that you were okay, you know, after the incident this morning." He nodded. I sighed and bit my lip, my heart only falling more for him. First, he had defended me, and now he was checking up on me to see if I was okay. How did I get with this boy, because I fucking needed to know now.

"I'm okay, but I'll admit that I'm okay because of you. Thank you for standing up for me, it really meant a lot." I nodded.

"Of course, I couldn't sit by and watch him be a dick, especially not to someone as beautiful as you." He shrugged. My eyes widened slightly, my breath hitching in my throat at his words. Had he just...said what I thought that he'd said?

"Peter, you...you think that I'm beautiful? But, I'm chubby." I scoffed quietly, tears pricking my eyes as I shook my head. Peter's eyebrows furrowed as he returned my gaze.

"Y/N, of course I think that you're beautiful, and the fact that you're not the smallest person doesn't take away from that at all. Your size doesn't matter, you're stunning no matter how big or small you are." He returned my scoff. I bit my lip and looked down, a harsh blush creeping over my cheeks, and tears pricking my eyes at the same time. I never thought that I'd hear Peter say that I was beautiful, let alone that he didn't care about my size. It all made me feel amazing, and I'd never be able to thank him enough for that.

"Well, thank you for saying that, Peter. It means a lot." I nodded as I returned my gaze back up to him. He returned my nod and gave me a small smile.

"I'm glad, Y/N. And, um...on the note of calling you beautiful, I wondered if you'd want to go out with me sometime." He spoke, a slight nervousness creeping over his face as he looked at me. I bit my lip, the answer one of the easiest ones that I'd ever made.

"I'd love to, Pete." I smiled. He breathed a sigh of relief and returned the smile, making me chuckle and shake my head at how cute he was.

"Awesome, okay. I'll text you to arrange something, is that okay?" He checked.

"That's perfect, Pete." I smiled. He returned it and bit his lip, both of us absolutely glowing now from the happiness as he started to walk away. But not before looking at me once more from over his shoulder. I gave him a small wave, making him chuckle and wave back as he continued to walk away. I took a deep breath, everything in me feeling perfect for the first time in a long time at what had just happened. Peter had just asked me out, and he thought that I was beautiful. I was glowing because of him, and for that, I would always be grateful.