I Won't Stop, Because You Smile Every Time

Boomer x Chubby! Reader

You weren't sure how it happened, but you were kind of happy it did. Even if you wouldn't want to admit it. You were a bit bigger than most girls, but you didn't really mind it. What you didn't mind was the endless teasing. You trudged through it, just to prove you could. You didn't pay it to much attention, there were some rare times it would get you down though. Like when you finally, personally, met him.

You were at your locker, fighting with the lock. You had woken up late that morning and got to school a few minutes late. People were still about, so that wasn't a problem. A few girls called you a slob this morning and you just weren't feeling well. So you were upset. You eventually gave up trying to open your locker, letting your head slam against it, giving a frustrated groan.

You jumped as someone placed a hand on your shoulder. You whirled to see who could possibly be disturbing you in your time of distress. Your eyes widened considerably at the blond before you. Boomer Jojo. Your inner pessimist applauded the universe at your new bully, but what he said was shocking. You two stared at each other just a few moments before he smirked.

"So, do you have a name, or should I call you mine?"

You couldn't help the shy smile that took over your face.

"I-I...um..."

"Did the sun just come out, or did you just smile at me?"

Your face was turning an unsightly red color.

"How about that name, cutie?"

"(y)-(y/n)."

"Well, (y/n), I'll see you later, in my dreams."

Your face was so red, you were sure the flesh on your face was cooking as he walked away. A smug grin on his face.

You turned around, slowly put in your combination, and your locker open immediately. You were fully paying attention though, you were trying to figure what the hell just happened.

Then, later on that day. A few girls ganged up on you in the hallway before lunch. Calling you things, and threatening to hurt you.

"Excuse me, ladies."

One thing about Boomer, was that all the girls in school like him. He had blond hair, blue eyes, and a body to die for. So, of course, the three instantly forgot you in favor of his attention. He, however, ignored them, and focused on you.

"Hello," he said and took your hands. To the girls' shock.

"I'm a thief, and I'm here to steal your heart."

Oh, but he didn't stop there.

"How about I flip a coin?" he said, reaching into his pocket.

"Head, your mine. Tails, I'm yours." he grinned as he flipped the coin. It landed on tails.

"How about that." He kissed your knuckles.

"Call me when you need me, for I am yours." he then walked away. The three girls just stared at you while you flushed darkly watching him walk away. They left you alone for the rest of the day.

It soon got out of hand. For the next few days, whenever someone started to bully you or you seemed even the slightest bit upset, there he was!

"Can I take a picture of you?"

"Why?

"So, I can show Santa what I want for Christmas."

"If kisses were snowflakes, I'd send you a blizzard."

He walked up to you and held his hand out once, and said.

"Will you hold this while I take a walk?"

"The alphabet starts with a, b, c, numbers start with 1, 2, 3, music starts with do, re, mi, but can love start with you and me?"

"It's not my fault I fell in love, you're the one who tripped me."

"They could obstruct my view, and I'd still know you're gorgeous."

"Hey, I just realized something, you look like my next girlfriend!"

"Wouldn't we look cute on top of a wedding cake together."

"Was that an earthquake, or did you just rock my world."

"Can you pull this heart-shaped arrow out of my back? A little kid with wings just shot me."

"God was showing off when he made you."

"Your smile lit up the room, so I had to come over."

"Are you a girl scout because you tie my heart in knots."

You actually enjoyed the times he showed up, he made you feel a lot better about yourself. But, you weren't entirely sure about his motives. He couldn't actually like you. That was ridiculous. Or, so you thought.

Apparently, more than a few girls were jealous about his fascination with you. So a few convinced their boyfriends to do something about it.

It was the end of the day, you had an after school project. So, you left later than everybody else. Or, so you thought. As you were putting your things in your locker and getting the things you needed to go home, was when you were slammed into your locker. You yelped out in shock. You were pulled back by your hair and the door to your locker was slammed shut before you were forcibly turned around and slammed into your locker. You were pinned by your shoulder. You looked fearfully at the brunette holding you there. Mitch Mitchellson. Co-Captain to the football team. He was currently dating Princess Morebucks, who was behind him with a few others girls and few members of the football team.

"Well, if it isn't lady lard."

You didn't respond, knowing it wasn't smart.

"So, what's up with you and the blue ruff there?"

This was about Boomer?

"I don't know."

You were slapped across the face, "Don't lie to me."

"I'm not!"

You were punched in the stomach. You groaned out in pain.

"Well, if you won't tell us, guess you'll need some encouragement." you heard a click. You look up in shock. He had a knife. He held it up, ready to jab it into your shoulder. You clenched your eyes shut as he moved.

"What in the absolute hell do you think your doing!?" came a very pissed voice.

You slowly opened your eyes to see Boomer there, looking very murderous as he held Mitch's arm.

"Teaching the pig a lesson." came Princess' voice.

"And what did she do?"

"She's been forcing you to show her that awful attention."

"Yeah, probably blackmailing you somehow." came the voices of the two other girls that were with Princess.

Boomer gave a dark chuckle, before quickly flexing the hand that held Mitch's arm tightly, snapping his arm. Mitch cried out in pain. Crumpling back as Boomer threw him. Princess gasped and fell to her knees beside him.

"I'm afraid I've been doing all that on my own."

You were frozen in shock. He turned to you, now only focusing on you. He gently cupped your cheek, wiping away the tears you didn't know were there, with his thumb.

"And I won't stop," he was talking to you now.

"Because you smile a little wider each time I do."

"And if you all want to live to see tomorrow's lunch menu." he turned a dark glare on the group who was attempting to nurse Mitch's broken arm.

"You'll leave, and you'll leave (y/n) alone."

They all stared at him.

"Did I stutter."

They helped Mitch up, well, all but Princess.

She stood up and squared up to Boomer.

"Why the hell should we? She's nothing but a tub of lard and a waste of spac-"

Boomer turned to her and didn't hesitate to smack her across the face, maybe a bit harder than necessary.

"Did I fucking stutter!?" he shouted and bent down, grabbing her by the neck and lifting her clear off the ground.

"I don't like you, never have. You are an annoyance. But, hey, I'm a nice guy, I'm giving you a chance here. Leave her the fuck alone or I'll strangle you with the strap of one of your mimic purses." he dropped her before turning back to you, picking you up (making you squeak in shock) and walking down the hallway.

He put you down when he got outside, he didn't give you a chance to talk.

"Listen, I'm not usually like that. I saw his knife, and I reverted back to the Ruff mindset. It's no lie that we're nuts, but I haven't really been doing that stuff recently. Since I saw you. Give me a chance and I can prove myself better than that."

"I...I, um...sure. I guess."

He grinned a goofy and happy grin before hugging you tightly. You barely had time to gasp as his lips were on yours.

"Come on, let's see how wide I can make you smile, back in my room." Your face flushed darkly as he picked you up a flew off with you.

Extended ending:

You couldn't help the wide smile as you watch him play with his sons in the back yard. Boomer was roughhousing with the three boys who looked nearly identical like him. Bomber, Bunker, and Blaster. The game had started as football, but now you weren't sure as the three dog piled on their father, the ball a good way away.

"They're so stupid."

You looked over at your daughter. She was also a spitting image of her father. Short blond hair, deep blue eyes, fair skin.

"Oh, hush, they're having fun."

Blu rolled her eyes, "They're still idiots."

"But they're our idiots."

"True."

The two of you laughed softly together, not noticing the four had gotten up and were making their ways inside. You and Blu just continued to do the dishes. You washing, her drying and putting them away. You stopped, however, as a pair of arms wrapped around your waist.

"I thought happiness started with H, why does mine start with U?" you smiled widely as Boomer mumbled into your ear.

He never did stop with the pickup lines, even far into the relationship, even after getting married, even after having four kids. He refused to, all because you would always smile at him. Only difference being, you started returning them.

"There are people who say Disneyland is the happiest place on earth. Apparently, none of them have ever been in your arms." He chuckled softly and kissed your cheek.

"Now get off, you stink." you said and shrugged him off.

"What did you expect? It's Saturday, did you expect me to stay clean?"

"No, but I do expect the four of you to go shower. You all reek."

"Yeah." Blu supported you, cringing at the musty smell coming from the four males.

"Alright, alright. Boys, go shower. Mom's getting angry." Boomer herded the boys, who muttered their disagreement, but went anyways. Boomer stopped for a moment to turn to you and blow you a kiss and winking before he followed to take his own shower.

"Ew." Blu muttered beside you. None of your kids liked how openly affectionate you two were, but they were used to it. It didn't stop them from complaining though. You were sure, though, that Boomer loved to overdo it when they brought friends over. You laughed softly at her as you turned the water off.

"Come on, how about we bake some cookies? We can make the mint ones you love so much."

"Yay!" Blu cheered as she and you started to get the ingredients out.