Michael and Calum were out shopping, Michael gained some weight recently and was slightly insecure about it but not too the point where he had to keep it hidden from everyone. Calum handed him a pair of jeans and Michael furrowed his eyebrows, "Why'd you give me these?" He asked and Calum brushed his fingertips over Michael's bulging belly that was being squished by his jeans. "Because these are getting tight. Really tight." Calum chuckled and Michael's heart sank, he walked to the changing rooms with his head down. He pulled his jeans off and noticed what Calum meant, his thighs were thicker, his belly was round, and his love handles spilled over his boxers. Michael put on the jeans and saw they were a size bigger than his normal ones, he pulled them on and they got stuck mid thigh, he couldn't get them past that. Michael let out a sob, Calum heard this and walked in, seeing Michael crying in the middle of the changing room with the jeans half off his legs. Michael pulled the jeans off and threw them against the wall in anger, letting out another sob and sitting down on the bench. Calum went next to him and hugged his boyfriend, letting the black haired boy sob into his shoulder. "I'm so fat and gross." Michael sniffled and Calum's heart broke. "Michael you're not fat at all." Calum cooed, "Then, why do you rink my jeans are getting 'really tight'?" Michael sniffled and Calum pecked his lips. "Mikey, you're still getting taller and growing. I was just pointing out you need new jeans, I wasn't trying to offend you in any way. I'm sorry babe." Calum frowned and pecked Michael's lips, a smile spreading across the pale boy's face.
