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You let out a long, satisfied sigh as you fall on to your bed in your trailer. You just got out of shower, and tomorrow was your day off. You had every intention to do absolutely nothing, and that made you smile very widely.
The shootings were on their last quater, and you knew that the film was going to be EPIC. But the best part about all of this was that you had befriended Keanu fucking Reeves himself. After you got over the fact that he was, well, Keanu Reeves, you two made eachother laugh on set every day, ate lunch, hung out during and after shootings, basicly did everything together. And luckily, even the fanbase, both yours and Keanus, seemed to be delighted of your newfound friendship, which was shown in various behind the scenes clips and in your social media.
After getting out of your bathrobe, you decided to dress your oversized t-shirt (which was actually Keanus) and comfy pyjama pants, and took your laptop on the bed with you. The studio had just released a new teaser trailer about the movie, and even you hadn’t seen it properly. All you knew was that it actually showed your character with Keanu a bit more. You were usually not the kind to read comments on certain platforms, since you knew it was usually full of comments about you being the fat girl, which normaly didn’t make you bat an eye. Yeah, you were chubby/curvy, but were the haters and bodyshamers shooting a movie with Keanu Reeves? Hah! Didn’t think so. With that confidence in mind, you went to Youtube and searched for the teaser trailer.
After watching the trailer about fifteen times in a row, you started to clap all excited and made a small scream. It looked so awesome! If you were wize, you would’ve clicked yourself away, but encouraged by the trailer, you scrolled down to the comment section. First bunch of comments made you smile even wider, if possible - they were rooting for you, saying that your character was awesome and how the chemistry between yours and Keanus characters was absolutely lit! Then came the first “omg shes so fat haha” -comments, which just made you roll your eyes. Unfortunately, after a few of loving comments… shit started to get dark.
“i know she’s playing a bear and all but even bears are not all fat, they have muscle too”
“i bet she doesnt have any muscle, all fat haha”
“they should’ve gotten someone fitter and oh i don’t know someone actually ATTRACTIVE for the role”
“pffff like keanu would ever flirt with a fat girl, even in a movie”
“i don’t get it why there friends……. he must pity her”
And it kept going worse and worse and worse. You were known as the proud curvy girl, and you were a spokesperson for bodypositivity and selflove, but now, all that was gone from your head. You knew you were way too deep in the rabbithole by feeling how your throat was getting thighter and the sound of tears were flooding inside your head
“at least she could lose some weight, i bet keanu would appriciate that too…..”
“SHE DOESN’T DESERVE TO BE KEANUS FRIEND”
As the first set of tears rolled on your cheecks, you slammed your laptop shut. It was difficult to breathe, since you were doing your everything not to just crack and bawl your eyes out. It felt as if all the air in your trailer was suddenly gone, so you hastly moved from your bed and stepped out of your trailer, door banging against your trailer wall. You slammed your trailer door shut behind you with full force and sat down on the stairs. You tried to keep it in, but it was just too much. With a pitiful whimper, you bursted crying, not caring if anyone heard you. You would just tell them to fuck off if anyone would come to see what was wrong. You didn’t want anyone near you right now.
Your body was shaking by the force of your crying, and you had covered your face with your hands. You knew better, you knew better than to go and read those fucking comments! But the ones that were making fun of your friendship with Keanu, those almost hurt more that the fatshaming.
“Hey, Y/N, hey hey hey!” You heard the only voice in the world which you could perhaps tolerate right now. Before you even realized, Keanu had sat right next to you, and he had pulled you into a half hug. His trailer was almost next to yours, so he ovbiously had heard your cries. You felt his right hand heavy on your shoulders, as he tried to lift your face with his left, but you didn’t want to face him or remove your hands from covering your face. The soft, clearly worried tone of his voice just made you cry even harder.
“Y/N, what’s wrong? Please, sweetheart, tell me?” He asked, but all you could do was to shake your head. Keanu turned to face you even more, and pulled you against him, almost into his lap, and just let you cry. His right hand was still around your shoulders, his fingers slowly caressing your hair, as his left was wrapped behind your back, and his warm, big hand was slowly petting your back up and down. You felt him kiss your hair, which did send shivers down your spine, as you cried against his chest.
“Breathe, Y/N, breathe. Try and clam down for me, okay? Please. I know you can do it, darling.” The way he was whispering to your ear, his voice deep, warm and smooth like velvet, it actually started to work. That, and you were also exhausted with crying. As your breathing started to get steadier, you realized that you were a total mess. A snotty mess, non the less.
“Ugh.” You sighed with a cracked voice, and before you even thought of it, Keanu was handing you few tissues.
“T-thanks.” You took the tissues and sneezed, using the other ones to wipe your face, taking a deep inhale of fresh night air.
Keanu was staring at you, clearly worried, and in the back of your head you realized this was the first time he had ever seen you cry like this.
“Can you tell me what made you this upset, or is it too much right now?” Keanu asked, and his compassion nearly made you all teary eyed again.
“I was stupid, Keanu. I watched our new teaser trailer on Youtube and…” you let out a hoarse, self-loathing sigh.
“… and you went and read the comment section?” He confirmed, and as you nodded, it was his turn to let out a sigh.
“Oh no, Y/N. I thought you knew better than that, honeydew-popsicle.” He said warmly, and the petname he used actually made you crack a small smile. It was a thing between you two, to use the most bizzare petnames for eachother on and off set.
“I thought so too, burgerpants.” You rubbed your forehead, and you felt a headache coming your way slowly but surely.
“Was there something spesific that made you this upset, or just the haters in general?” Keanu asked, and just now you started to realize how close to him you actually were. You felt yourself blushing, but hoped that your face was already red from crying so he wouldn’t notice. He was wearing black jeans and plain black t-shirt, his long hair still slightly damp form showering as well, and his beard was groomed nicely for the role. So as always, he looked way too good.
“Y-yeah, they-” sneeze. “They said I…” You felt new set of tears burning under your eyes. “That I didn’t deserve to be your friend because I’m fat and not beautiful.” You couldn’t help your voice cracking at the end, and as you closed your eyes, tears fell to your face.
For a few seconds, Keanu was silent, and you felt his body going tense. He turned his face away from you, and clearly not giving a damn if anybody heard him, he cursed.
“FUCK!” he nearly roared, and the sudden rise of his voice made you jump. Keanu quickly turned back to you and kissed your hair again.
“I’m sorry, I know you don’t like shouting, it just…” he shook his head, clearly irritated, and wanting to curse more, but he composed himself, and just took a deep, deep breath.
“Not beautiful. Fuck that. Like looks are all that matters.” he murmured, and you sniffed quitely. Keanu lifted your face to look at you better, and the warmth of his hand felt comforting.
“You deserve to be my friend because you’re a wonderful human being, you hear me? Size or looks doesn’t matter to me, you know this, Y/N. So don’t never ever doupt that, ok?” he spoke, and you nodded your head a few times.
“Fuck those fucking haters. Let them hate. Just make sure they spell your name right.” Keanu grinned, and that made you let out a silent giggle.
“Yes! A giggle!” Keanu clapped his hands together once, and shifted his body a bit, getting better eyecontant with you.
“Now, let’s think of a way to get more of those adorable giggles out of you, and maybe even perhaps a smile.” He tried to be serious, but the boyish twinkle in his brown eyes was telling more than his words, not to mention how he was again speaking with his hands. And that was already enough to make you smile. Seeing you smile, Keanu frowned and started to look around, confused, trying to find the reason for what made you smile, which first made you giggle, and once he turned his eyes back to you, looking like a confused puppy, it made you laugh out loud.
“What? What happened? What caused this?” Keanu was playing silly, but that was one of the things you loved about him so much.
“You, you freaking strawberry shortcake.” You poked his chest with your finger.
“Me? Pfff, naaah, there must be a mistake.” he waved his hands, and when you laughed again, Keanu started to smile widely, like he just won the lottery.
“Tell you what, jalapeno popper. I have a free day tomorrow too. Let me take you some place nice.” Keanu suggested, but you shook your head.
“Oh no, I have big plans of staying in my bed and bindge watch some of my favourite Youtubers, so I’m not going anywhere.” you told him, which made him raise his brow.
“Not bad, I must admit.” He was nodding, and pulled out his cellphone from his jeans pocket, starting to browse it with a sly grin on his face. It was your turn to raise an eyebrow at him.
“What are you searching for, Sans?” you asked, and he gave a look, that was ment to be boyish for sure, but to you it looked deliciously mischevious, and you felt new shivers on run down your skin.
“Just trying to find the place I’m gonna take you tonight, Papurys.” Keanu said like it was no biggie, and your eyes widened.
“What on earth makes you think that I’m gonna go anywhere tonight either, especially after I’ve just cried my eyes out?” you asked, and Keanus grin on his face got even wider.
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe this?” he showed his phone screen to you. You made an audible gasp and slapped your hands on your mouth. It was none other than your favourite drag queen, having a sold out show in downtown!
“OH MY GAWD YES! Ah, but, Keanu, it’s sold out already.” you pointed out, and Keanu flipped his phone back into his pocket.
“I think I know a way or two to get us in, my lovely pinecone.” He said, trying to sound all smug, and his eyes were fixed into yours, clearly waiting for an answer. The decicion making took you perhaps 0.5 seconds.
“Let me get my face back in place and change, and I’m ready.”