An Ugly Boy Documentary: 

(Iceland x Reader)

Another Summer series idea; please tell me if I should continue this, yay or nay?
This will be casually mirrored by Odium, I'll post a link below. 

Highly suggest listening to Chou no Michikusa from Holic XXX to give it the super playful eccentrics of the story; it'll be the theme as well.  

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I watched intently on the creature as the gallant beauty stuffed yet another sugar coated delight into her small pink mouth. I shuddered while adjusting my glasses, her intense radiance could make a blind man see! My breath began to pick up and my hands swiveled slightly.

“So perfect…” I sighed longingly, my hands out stretched in my face, I tensed them as if imagining her voluptuous curves and beautiful mounds that rested upon her chest, if only… I closed my eyes and waned out in protest, curse this acne that taunts my image, the threat, I was constantly self-loathing. This uncut hair, greasy and long, a dirty gray. The odor that protrudes from my pits and the stains that seem to appear out of no where onto my school uniforms. The overgrown specks, a deep violet color that sat upon my Boogor infested nose, those hideous freckles that seemed to invade my face every year (btw, I personally find freckles to be rather adorable, especially on red heads) and my voice that seemed to crack when around women, oh women. 

I hated my unsightly habits, nail biting, bursting into uncontrollable laughter at jokes only geeks could understand and my unsightly eating…I wasn’t exactly fat but…I was rather chubby ok! I had a big butt ,slug like arms, and a gut like no other; I didn’t like to work out and I was a fool for black licorice among other sugary treats! No judging! This is my documentary! My older brother, a calm and collected, loved blond always told me that it was just a faze and that my true form was beneath this pile of mush.

That was three years ago back in junior high…I was a junior in high school now…

That’s it I admit defeat…

I give up, stab me, maul me, shoot me, just make sure you do get the face. My chubby, baby fat infested face. Please, I implore you.

“Hey, Emil? Why are you sobbing?” I turned around quickly, sniffling the clear goop back into my face holes as my only friend, Leon, a Chinese exchange student whom had moved here a few months ago with his eccentric family of nine. He was very kind and not quick to judge so we become a duo of extremely awkward friends, one lively and rather charismatic and the other severely disturbed and enthralled in a chase for a glorious goddess!  He stared down at me; a look of annoyance and complete confusion was plastered on his pale face. He furrowed his large brows together. “You’re being annoying, I’m trying to help you study.” He tapped his desk with the back of his teal mechanical pencil, deep brown eyes glaring daggers at my cloudy lilac ones. The only handsome thing about me in all honesty, the eyes I inherited from my long deceased mother, Alma.

“I’m sorry!~” I whined out, diving in for a bro hug to which he ever so kindly denied. “It’s you know who again.” He smiled evilly before nodding in understanding, he knew how much I obsessed over her but he still went out of his way to fuck me over. He played innocent and pointed over to her, her gaze just out of out peripheral vision.

“(F/n)?” I held my hands out in front of my face, beet red and concerned I pushed my fingers onto his lips. “Keep these pudgy things away from me.” He stated slowly, his temper was rising.

“Don’t say her name! She’ll hear you! Use the code name man, the code name!” I cried; he only shook his head before sighing.

“Fine.” He took in a deep breath before complying. “ Sugar lips…you’re talking about Sugar lips?” I nodded and smiled gleefully, I’ll find something of more interest soon…just not yet, our relationship has to progress. Are you willing to go on that journey with me? I hope this documentary gets views… maybe turn this into something like Catfish? Dunno….

“Dude, are you done being weird now? Get that camera out of my face I might give the girls wet dreams.” Leon threw a smile at my small flip phone before flashing the peace sign like some Japanese school girl.

“Oi! My documentary, my rules.” I chuckled evilly before turning it back on Sugar lips. Perhaps one day, I’ll gain the courage to talk to her….maybe….let’s see what the people on Hetatube say first though, guys on there will be nice enough to give me tips! Leon said that’s how he met his current girlfriend. Which I doubt even exists…he is always on that touch phone of his…his face red and a pervy smile on his lips….maybe it’s porn…porn in school….? Meh….wouldn’t be the first time I heard of such a thing…I’ll steal his phone later for proof.

Back to that girl friend thing….I bet she’s real…but on a website that’s not meant for dating..?

Then again….Nah, Leon wouldn’t lie to me.

End of opening