Weight Gain Goodies!

Gaming regrets

Mystic messenger ~

"Yoosung... it's a party. Dress decently please." Jumin scoffed, noticing the strained buttons, and the peeks of pale, flabby flesh behind the tight shirt. The bend of the suspenders, the muffin top spilling over his belt. He didn't care about weight, but did he have to make it so obvious?
"I did! Don't you like it?" The blonde asked happily as he stretched out his suspenders proudly.
"If you're trying to look like a pig, you did wonderfully." Jumin snapped. Zen watched and winced.
"Yoosung, what he means to say is that you, gained a bit of weight."
"Not a bit." 707 added helpfully.
"Lucile! Be kind! But Yoosung, we've warned you! Constantly, every night. You can't just sit around playing video games all day and eating and not expect there to be a change!" Jahee protested. Seven gave a shrug. "Guess the freshman fifteen finally caught up to ya." He taunted.

Yoosung's cheeks were burning. How /embarrassing/. Where was MC to save him?! Zen gently pat his shoulder. "You can always come with me." He offered kindly, not wanting the threat of tears coming. Damn Jumin was such an ass! "No." Yoosung protested. "I look fine. Leave me alone." He snapped and turned around. He wandered away, looking for both MC and anyone to distract him from the horrid members of the RFA.
// 226 words. Didn't know if to add MC or not. Please please please send requests so I can keep this book alive //