Request by @Writeroftomorrow.
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Michael laid in his bunk in the cabin, everyone else was fast asleep but he was wide awake, his belly growling loudly. He tried to fall asleep but each time he was close, his belly made a bear like growl and he was wide awale again, he carefully stood up from his bunk and slid on his shoes, tip toeing to the kitchen that was across from his cabin, he slowly opened the door and no one was there, he went inside and grabbed any goodies he could grab in his rush, which was a couple chocolate muffins and a couple soda cans, then he tip toe ran to the garden. He sat down on a patch of grass and ate the food he had gotten, finally stopping the hunger cramps. "Michael?" He heard his cabin consolor, Calum, call and he froze, Calum sat next to the black haired boy and he sighed. "Your parents sent you here for a reason Michael." He scolded and Michael swallowed the muffin that was in his mouth, "They sent you here to loose weight and that won't happen if you sneak into the kitchen in the middle of the night and steal food." Michael hung his head down in shame, wrapping his arms around his belly and Calum noticed the insecure frown on the chubby teenager's face. "How many did you eat?" Calum asked, Michael held up 4 fingers in shame, "And how many sodas?" He asked and Michael held up 2 fingers, once again, in shame. Calum wrapped his arms around his waist and laid him down, "C-Calum, wh-what are you doing?" Michael stammered as Calum lifted up his shirt, "You know when you first walked off the bus and entered camp, the first thing I thought was "He's too beautiful to be here'." Calum stated and kissed Michael's tummy, making the pale boy blush. "I thought he's too perfect to be in one of these cabins." He mumbled and kissed Michael's cheek, "But, what is this then?" He blushed and poked his belly, "Perfection." Calum smiled. "I'm not gonna lie, you're pretty perfect too." Michael smirked and Calum giggled, "Well, how about this?" Calum mumbled and placed his lips on Michael's, their lips moving in sync. Calum pulled away and Michael pulled his shirt down, "Your lips taste like chocolate." Calum chuckled and Michael blushed. And let's just say that Michael's cabin mates found him and Calum cuddling on that patch of grass, hands intertwined and empty food wrappers in Michael's pockets.
