Michael stared into the mirror in disgust, realizing what was now 5 weeks ago had done to him. His belly was bulging out infront of him, his love handles spilled over his sweats, his cheeks were squishy, and his thighs were too big to fit into his skinnies or any pair of jeans he owned. He grabbed his belly and let it fall, just looking at it with even more disgust. He began crying and pulled his shirt back down, walking to the living room and sitting down on the couch whilst sobbing. He looked at his apartment, it was disgusting. He threw out every box and container in anger, knowing all of this made him look like the pig he was now(his thoughts not mine). Michael sobbed into his hands as he sat on the couch, not noticing the door opening and Luke walking in. "Mikey, what's wrong?" Luke asked as he sat next to the crying boy on the couch, "I'm fat and disgusting." Michael sobbed and Luke brought the black haired boy to his chest, his tears wetting the blonde's flannel. "Mikey, look at me." Luke whispered and Michael looked up at him with tear stained cheeks and bloodshot eyes, "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" Luke asked and Michael shook his head. "I'm not beautiful. I'm a whale." He cried and Luke sat him up, "Michael, you're are the prettiest boy I've ever seen, no matter how much weight you gain, you'll still be the hottest boy I've seen." Luke smiled. "You're just saying that......" Michael sniffled, "No I'm not. Michael, I'm in love with you." Luke admitted and Michael's jaw dropped, "I know it's pretty stupid but-" Luke was cut off by Michael crashing their lips together and leaning over him as they laid on the couch. Michael's belly was touching Luke's flat stomach as Michael's and Luke's lips moved in sync, but Michael didn't care right now; he was kissing Luke, kissing his crush.
