Michael didn't like his body at all. He had a round belly, thick thighs, and squishy love handles that spilled over his jeans. "Calum, I need to get rid of all this." Michael grimaced and poked his belly, "You don't have to? You know I like it-" Calum began. "I want to look good enough for you Calum." Michael sighed and pecked Calum's lips.
Michael had changed his diet completely, he only ate salad with no dressing for dinner and basically an apple for breakfast. He hated doing it, but he needed to lose his fat gut. He went out for walks every morning, he was gonna begin jogging after he lost some weight first. Michael was determined to look good for his boyfriend, do whatever it takes. It's been this way for 3 months and Calum still doesn't like it, but accepted it because Michael was his boyfriend and wanted to be healthier. Micha stepped on the scale, excited to see how much weight he's lost, but when the numbers stopped, he gasped. 190. Just like he was before, he let out a sob. All that work and he hasn't lost a pound! Calum heard his lover's sobbing and came in to see Michael sobbing on the floor. "Hey hey, what's with the tears?" Calum asked and ran his hands through Michael's black hair, "I didn't lose a single pound!" Michael wailed and Calum pulled him into his chest. " I'm a whale." "Hey, you are the hottest boy I've ever laid my eyes on. Michael you are breathtaking and I love every single fucking inch of you, I don't give a single fuck what the scale says, as long as I have you." Calum stated, tired of holding his thoughts back. Michael sniffled and cuddled into Calum more, the two boys just sitting there for two hours before Calum laid Michael and himself in bed to get some rest.
