Chubby!Russia X Reader: Sunflower garden

You stare absent mindedly at the chalk board, it’s not like you have ever learned anything from eco science. The only plus side of being in this class was the new student Ivan was also stuck in the same room every day for the rest of the year, not to mention sitting next to you. Last summer he had moved from Russia to your small southern town and started going to the high school that fall. You thought he was amazingly cute but never really talked to him, what did you have to say? Sometimes you made pleasant small talk but you would find yourself blushing, so naturally you didn’t get to say much. He would just think you were weird.


Never the less, he was great eye candy. His soft slivery blonde locks shone in the warm sun and his violet eyes looked so welcoming. His skin is still pale from Russia’s unfortunate climate but you think he wears it well. You stole a glance at his mid-section; a round gut lay slightly in his lap. You have always liked guys with some meat on their bones, ok maybe you were a bit of a chubby chaser. You could feel your face heat up; the thought of being able to touch his soft flesh was extremely appealing. Especially if there was even more of him to love.


The science teacher’s voice broke your day dreams, “Ok class, we are starting a project today,” the rest of the class sighed. The teacher frowned, “Don’t worry! You’re just growing a small garden with your partner. Our town’s main exports are vegetables and farmed goods; it would be wise for you kids to learn about how these produces are produced. It’s easy, make things grow and you pass. You’ll all be working with the person next to you. You have a couple months so don’t worry about the due date now. On to today’s lesson…” He turned back to the chalk board and started scribbling down something you didn’t care about.


Ivan put his strong hand on your shoulder and smiled at you, “(name), you want to come to my house tonight to start the project, da?” You felt your insides melting; you were going to your crush’s house tonight. Ivan’s touch was so warm and his smile brightened your day completely.


“Yeah,” you laugh a little as you smile, “but I’m hopeless at gardening, please be patient with me.”  You can’t help but happily admire his eyes, once you let yourself look at his body you knew you’d turn beet red and have to advert your eyes.


“Do not worry, your thumbs were probably green all this time and you had not known. If you meet me by the front gate after class, we can walk together.”


“Great, I’m glad you’re my partner, maybe we can actually have some fun.” He smiled and nodded, turning back to the teacher to take notes like a good student. You silently prayed that someday you could kiss his soft lips and rub his pudgy belly like you had dreamed of so many times before.


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You had rushed through the rest of your day with pleasant smile and an eager heart. It was a whole three periods before you found yourself practically skipping down the hall on your way to meet Ivan. He was waiting in the school yard next to a solid oak tree, it was a really nice day out and he was taking advantage of the beauty. The only thing you can think about is his plump rear that looked wonderful in his tight jeans.


“Hey! Ivan!” you wave your hand in the air as you jog toward him. He turned to face you waving back with the same enthusiasm.


“My house is just down the street. My mother won’t be home for a while so we have the garden to ourselves.” You both started walking down the street, chatting playfully until you reached his home.


It was large and white with a charming porch but the most noticeable attribute was the sunflowers. They stood tall and happy in large groupings everywhere and anywhere, they bended in the breeze and masked the area in their aroma. “Wow, they’re beautiful. Did you plant them?”


Ivan admired them too; he was so much like the flowers, sunny and happy. “Nyet, my mother did. She loves them; when we were in Russia she dreamed of sunflowers like this, but it was too cold there. She was thrilled when we moved, it is so nice here.”


Ivan led you inside and you noticed that he smelled like sunflowers. The thought made you giggle to yourself. The inside was comfortable and had a warm feel to it, vibrant yellow highlights and deep reds. You couldn’t help but notice a fresh pie cooling on the windowsill, Ivan must be well fed after all. You decided that if you could influence him to get a little rounder it would only make him cuter, softer, and more huggable. “(Name), did you want to go get started in the back yard? We could start a vegetable garden there, da?”


Ivan placed his backpack on the couch and you dropped yours down next to it. “Yeah, I honestly don’t remember how to plant anything so…” You feel the blush spread across your (skin color) skin, you didn’t want to sound silly, but it’s not like you usually spend a lot of time playing in the dirt. Not that dirt could ever put a damper on things now. Ivan smiled and laughed, grabbing your hand at taking you to the back door.


The sun is still high it the sky but it was already starting to make the sky change color, you loved perfect days like this. “I am pretty good at growing plants, I’ll teach you again,” The backyard was big and had a couple flower beds on either end. Ivan walked to a patch of dirt that no one’s gardening skill had touched yet. “I think this would be a good space, there are some seeds in the shed. I’ll go get them.”


You watched as he disappeared into a small blue building and emerged with some seed packets and small shovels. “I’m ready to garden, teach me all you know!” you laughed. He kneeled down on the ground and you followed suit, sitting right next to him. He ripped open one of the packets and gave you a shovel.


“Dig into the dirt a couple inches so the seed can have a nice hole grow from,” You try to push into the ground but you’re having some trouble breaking into it, the soil was still quite hard. Ivan sees and helps you, “Nyet, (Name), like this.” He reaches around you and pushes his body on to yours, his big hands on your (hand size) ones. You feel how soft and plush his belly is and the coating of chub on his chest. It was heaven and you found yourself unable to move.


He griped his strong hands around your hands and the shovel, pushing it into the ground with ease. You guess his body isn’t just pudge, he was quite powerful and knowing that made you feel safe. “T-thanks, it was being difficult.”


Ivan lingered around you for a little longer as he sprinkled in a seed or two. “It is no problem, you’re nice to me and it feels good to help you.” He moves back to his original spot and you remain flustered for a couple moments.


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You both spend about two hours planting and tending to your new garden. You spend half the time actively helping Ivan and half the time watching his movement, completely captivated by the way his belly jiggles. You’re not sure if its heaven to be so close to him or hell because you really have no excuse for him to touch you again. Either way, you are both kind of hot and somewhat tired so you decide to go inside.


Ivan and you sit at the kitchen table, happy that you started today. “Did you maybe want something to drink? Or pie? My mother always makes them because she thinks it’s natural now that we live in the south.”


That sounded really good at this point and you thought he would be more inclined to eat some too if you did. “That sounds great; no one in my family really cooks. I have to make most of the meals but I don’t really do to well with dessert.” Ivan brings the pie to the table and cuts you a slice. You gladly take it and start to eat, it’s wonderful. You notice Ivan doesn’t take any and just sits back down. “Aren’t you going to have any?”


Ivan’s smile falters a bit and he starts to blush. You think it looks adorable but you are still concerned. “Well, nyet. I am kind of on a diet…” You immediately stop eating, a diet? Why was Ivan on a diet? He looked so hot now; it would be a shame for him to lose his pudge.


You give him a bewildered look, “Why are you on a diet?” That was honestly the last thing you wanted to hear from the adorable chubby Russian.


Ivan put his hand on his belly, “I am quite fat. It’s not really attractive so I wanted to get rid of it. In Russia I could hide my belly under my long coat, but here I have no such luck.” He looked at you, searching your eyes, “I figure maybe if I lose this weight, someone like you might love me.”


You couldn’t stand it any longer; poor Ivan had it all wrong. You get up and hug him tightly, he seemed shocked but he really shouldn’t be. “Ivan, I already love you. And I would love you at any size but please don’t go on a diet!” You release him and look into his eyes, he was so surprised.


“Really? I love you, too. But… isn’t my weight why you stayed away from me?” His violet eyes were deep pools of confusion. But your heart was still bursting from your chest, he loved you.


You put a hand on his tubby belly and rubbed it slowly, “Not at all, I was just scared of being rejected. I like you chubby; you’re so cute like this. If anything you could stand to put on a little bit more weight.” Ivan blushed a deep red. You lifted up his shirt and revealed his belly in all its glory, it was a nice soft ball of fat but he would look ever better bigger.


He placed his hand on your cheek and pulled you in close to his lips, “You like me fat?” The warm scent of sunflowers flooded your senses; you leaned in touching your noses together.


“No, I love you fat.” You took his lips in a whirlwind of emotion and pleasure. You knew this project would be fun.