fat one-shots | lovechunk

spoiled rotten

   "Nngrh." Kelly grunted as he shifted his weight from the couch at the beckoning of breakfast. Staying the night with Josh, he'd been pampered and spoiled the moment he walked into the apartment. "You can't bring it to me, dick?" he groaned and stifled a burp. Truth was, he'd been eating all morning, even if he lied and said he hadn't. The empty ice-cream tub in the trash said otherwise.

"Sorry, babe." Josh kissed Kelly's head gingerly, the rugged man grumbling in response. "You seem to really enjoy ice-cream, so I wondered if you'd enjoy cake as well." He suggested as he pushed a cake forward. It was chocolate smothered in even more chocolate, possibly the most sickening cake that could ever be eaten.

Nonetheless, Kelly reached forward and grabbed a slice eagerly. His stomach pressed against the counter uncomfortably, but he didn't complain about it, blinded by his own gluttony. "You're going to make me fat." He said as he reached down and slapped his own gut that wobbled in response. "Fatter than I already am.", he said confidently.

"Fat?" Josh smirked. "You're just well-fed." He protested, prodding at Kelly's plush stomach. 

"Okay, a little fat."

Kelly laughed deeply with a mouthful of cake, doing the thing he always did when he'd eat: drown others around him out. It'd been a habit for so long he often forgot he was doing it, and often he forgot how much he was eating. He zoned back in around the fifth slice when his stomach began to hurt, and the onset of belches hit him like a brick, littering within his sentences and groans.

"You can't be done yet." Josh said sternly, pushing another slice forward eagerly. "There's still more. You wouldn't waste my baking, would you?" He gave him puppy-dog eyes.

Kelly groaned and reached for the slice, proving how much of a glutton he really was. He struggled to get the last few slices down, his hand repeatedly flying down to his gut to soothe it, which now covered a little more of his lap than it had a few days before. His stomach churned as he leaned back, hearing a deafening rip from his shirt. He flushed red, trying to hide the vulnerable tan skin. "My shirt, oourrp." He huffed.

"A few more." Josh insisted as he reached under the counter space and grabbed a platter, a few of some chocolate cupcakes lathered in white chocolate were neatly decorated and pushed toward him. "For me, Kelly?"

Kelly groaned and nodded, burping another time.