Im just sayin' that their lips look swollen in that picture.
"What do you want to eat?" Prince Jonah asked Prince Zachary. Prince Zachary chuckled slightly, raising an eyebrow. "Can you cook?" He laughed at his own 'joke' as Jonah scoffed, "Believe it or not, I actually can, prince Zachary." Zachary smiled goofily, pushing his glasses further up his nose, "We have a cook-" Jonah grabbed him by his shoulders, "I'M COOKING, FOR GOD'S SAKE." Zach just nodded, blushing slightly. "Now, what do you want to shove down your throat?" Jonah asked again, winking. Zachary dramatically gasped, slapping his shoulder with his hand. Jonah just laughed it off, turning around to face the stove, "Can you please answer my question?" Zach laughed a little, "Pancakes?" He suggested, rubbing his rosy cheeks with his hands. Jonah nodded, grabbing the ingredients from the refrigerator and cabinets. Zach watched as he mixed them together, and poured the mix into the frying pan. "Take a picture, baby, it'll last longer." Zachary huffed, folding his arms as he hopped off the counter. He walked over to his fiancé, and wrapped his skinny arms around his waist. He nuzzled his face in between Jonah's shoulder blades, causing the taller one to awe. They stood like that until all the pancakes were finished, and sat down at the dining table. "How was it?" Jonah asked, looking proudly at his fiancé. Zach looked up from gobbling at his pancakes, and stuck his thumb in the air. Jonah laughed, taking a small bite out of his food. "Good morning, Prince Jonah. Prince Zachary." A maid entered the room, smiling brightly. Zach smiled back, but she didn't seem to care to see it, as all of her focus was on Jonah. "Oh no, why are you eating such food? It's full of calories, and you know what your mother thinks of that!" Jonah shrugged, shamefully looking down at his hands. Prince Zachary frowned at her words, angry that someone would say such things to his soon-to-be husband. "Excuse me?" He bluntly asked the maid. She eyed him with an unflattering look playing on her face before going back to intensely lecturing Jonah about calories and other 'dangerous' food. Zachary shot up from his seat, storming towards the maid before slamming his fist into the glass table. Both his fiancé and the maid looked at him, startled at his action. "You have no right to talk to my fiancé about such things! It's extremely unprofessional, as well as rude and disgusting. I won't hesitate to fire you on the spot if I see you doing this again! Now, leave!" Jonah looked down at his hands yet again, his cheeks flushed as the maid ran out of the room with a look of terror on her face. Zachary sighed, "I'm sorry, sometimes my anger gets the best of me." Jonah looked up and smiled, hugging his fiancé's waist as his eyes glossed over. Zach awed, holding his head close to his stomach. They stood like that for a few minutes, before Zachary sat back down. They continued eating in silence. A comfortable silence. Before Zachary broke it with a question he had held in for a long time. "Does your mother complain about your body shape?" He asked. Jonah sighed, before nodding quietly. "Jonah, please remember that I love you, and your body. Don't listen to her, alright?" Jonah smiled weakly towards his fiancé, nodding slowly. "I won't."
Don't starve yourself
You're not weak because you binge eat
You're not fat
You're not obese
You're you.
Remember that.
Love your body,
'Cause after all the pain you've been through,
You deserve it.
You really deserve it.
- Anna
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FanfictionZachary Dean Herron is the son of the King of the Heavenly Kingdom, Qarith, whilst Jonah Marais Roth Frantzich is the son of the King of the Hellish Kingdom, Diavolo. They are two different souls, minds and bodies, and when they meet, all hell break...