Male feeder x male feedee

Chapter 2 - worth every pound

Isaac frowned. His boyfriend hadn't smiled since yesterday and he was starting to get a little worried.


"Hey... you okay? You've barely touched your lunch."


Liam blinked up at him, no longer lost in thought, and sighed softly.


"Yeah, I know. Sorry. I don't have much of an appetite."


As if on cue, Liam's stomach piped up in protest. A full five seconds of growls and gurgles later, his shoulders sagged in defeat.


"Okay maybe I'm a little hungry. But... ugh, I don't know. Maybe we should cut back a little. I mean, what if I'm getting too fat?"


Indignantly, Isaac set his fork down.


"Who the hell told you that? Was it that one guy working the night shift again? If your parents are giving you a hard time, we can skip out on the next holiday."


Liam shook his head. "No, no it's not that--at least, not recently--but that's not the point. I've been insecure about my body since I was a kid, and my classmates used to ask me out as a joke, and..."


Isaac cupped his chubby cheeks in both of his hands, stopping Liam in his tracks before his mind could head in the wrong direction.


"Hey. Hey. Look at me."


The sight of tears welling up in his eyes tugged at Isaac's heart. It was hard not to feel guilty for not realizing what was wrong sooner, but right now Liam needed his boyfriend to comfort him, not the other way around. Planting a kiss on his nose, Isaac placed a hand on his back and gently rubbed.


"I love you. And I mean really, really love you. I'm not lying, I swear. It doesn't matter what I think about how you look, what matters is that you feel comfortable in your own skin. If you really want to lose weight, I'll support you."


Liam sniffled, resting his head on his boyfriend's shoulder. Like it had a mind of its own, Isaac's hand moved up to stroke his hair.


"But," Isaac slid his hand down his boyfriend's back and let it drape over his hip. "If you think you're not attractive to me anymore, then boy have I got some news for you, mister."


Liam laughed in spite of himself, the sound a soothing balm to Isaac's nerves. The way his rolls bounced underneath Isaac's hands with each peal of laughter was just too precious and he unconsciously pulled Liam closer, giving one love handle a light squeeze.


"You're handsome. I love you. Being fat isn't a bad thing. You're fat and perfect and I like you just the way you are." Isaac punctuated each affirmation with a peck on the lips and his boyfriend happily obliged.


"I-I'm...." Liam started, but changed his mind. "Thank you. I love you too."