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"Hyung, I'm nervous!" Gunwook fidgeted with his hands for a moment before his boyfriend took one, rubbing his fingers on his knuckles to reassure him.

"Don't worry, Gunwookie. My friends and family are going to love you. They've been asking about you forever." Matthew's smile had to have been a ray of sunshine in the darker winter days because right now, he wouldn't have even thought it was cold out.

Originally, since Gunwook had come abroad while studying, he didn't really know anyone. It was a little difficult to make friends as the foreign exchange student from Korea... but he managed to make one that sort of became his gateway for meeting just about everyone that he had met this semester.

Matthew was that gateway. Before they were dating, he extended his arm and showed him just how to interact with everyone and everywhere he needed to go on campus. It didn't take long for Gunwook to actively search out his hyung's attention and with time, even asking more of it. Their mutual friends were able to tell from a mile away that they were going to get together. Matthew's childhood friend, Hanbin, made sure Gunwook had someone else to talk to just in case he needed to spill his guts about him too.

"Seokmae... he's a really good kid. Just like you really!" Hanbin's smile was wide as Gunwook smiled sheepishly. It felt cathartic to find another Korean friend in Canada and even more so to tell him about the crush that he had on him. "I think you should go for it... because if you wait, he's not going to realize... he... has a thick skull sometimes..."

A couple more pep talks from Hanbin and Gunwook ended up confessing. The success sent him to the moon and he thought they'd spend time together at the dorms for the holidays.... until Matthew quite literally invited Gunwook to spend the entire break together.

They arrived at the door to Matthew's house as Gunwook took a shaky breath before the door opened. Almost like a whirlwind, Gunwook's hand was taken while he was cooed at by his boyfriend's family, all praising him for his good looks and happy that their son had picked someone so perfectly for himself. It was all positive attention that made his face burn before Matthew stepped between them.

"Alright, alright! We're gonna go to my room since the trip was long and then we're gonna come right back down!" His sister nudged him playfully before he raised his hand jokingly before taking Gunwook upstairs.

It was going to be a wild month while he got used to this.

-

There was one thing that Hanbin had mentioned to him. It was at a party when Gunwook had told their friends that he was going to Matthew's for the holidays. Hao was sitting comfortably in his boyfriend's lap, the hand resting comfortably on his waist.

"You..." His words were slightly delayed from the alcohol they were drinking but Hanbin smiled, "You should be aware that Seokmae's family... love treating their guests. He definitely knows it too." He points an accusing finger to his friend who's dancing on the dance floor a little ways away as Hao squeezes his cheeks.

"He's just trying to scare you. They're really nice. They treated Hanbin extra kind when they were there." Hanbin pouted as his boyfriend before he was melted with a kiss on the lips, eroding any complaints that might have followed.

For a while, Gunwook didn't really give it any thought... but when Hanbin said they treated them well, what it meant was that they treated them like royalty. Every waking hour, Gunwook felt like there was food being pushed inside of him from any of the family members. His dad was barbecuing something delicious, his mom cooking something and even his sister bringing treats from outside... there was hardly ever a moment where Gunwook didn't feel like he was beached on whatever he was sitting on.

It's not like his boyfriend wasn't in a similar state. There were times where he rubbed his boyfriend's stomach from when he said that he overate.

He didn't think too much of it because it didn't really change much... it only really started to matter after Christmas dinner. The family was eating at chatting at the table and... halfway through his second plate, there were a few pinging sounds as Gunwook felt his stomach, now bare to the world because he blew the buttons on them.

It's not like he completely avoided gaining weight going to university. Hanging out with Matthew meant they frequented different foods to try and Matthew loved showing him his favourite dishes, which quickly became Gunwook's. He hadn't become this tall eating moderately.

But, the shirt that had been replaced without him knowing... the buttons that blew from his own gluttony and how much he had fattened up. He saw the way Matthew's ears flushed next to him and felt a hand on his thigh, squeezing the mass.

Oh. He knew exactly what he did.

Gunwook's hand moved underneath his belly, lifting it up and letting it flop before he looked at his boyfriend who was avoiding his gaze. If that's how he wanted to play...

"Auntie, can I get another plate. I really am hungry."

-

They had arrived in Matthew's room two hours later. Gunwook wanted to make sure they were in the clear before he got up. The buttons on his shirt were only the first to go and he didn't feel like exposing himself that much to Matthew's family.

They had already seen how wide he was getting so they didn't need to see the tent that he was pitching at the thought of getting so fat he broke out of his clothes like he did tonight. That was reserved for the one who pressed him against the door the second it closed.

Matthew lifted his leg, his own chubby thigh raised to Gunwook's crotch as the two groaned and Matthew fondled Gunwook's belly.

"Didn't know you liked this as much as I do, Gunwookie..." He squeezed some of the fat on the younger man as he groaned.

"You've been doing this for some time... did you do the same thing to Hanbin when he came here?"

"Ngh, you should have seen how big he got. So bad at saying no to people... but you look even better."

"Not like I'm the only one..." Gunwook's large hand moved to Matthew's moobs and squeezed, eliciting a moan from the shorter man before he bit his lip, trying to be a little quieter. Gunwook's hands moved to Matthew's own gut as he shook it. "You're getting big too... this isn't just winter weight, hyung."

He felt a hand on his crotch, his erection shaking as Matthew fondled his fat pad. "Yeah, you're just fat now... and this break is far from over, Gunwookie... make sure to eat well." The hand slipped into his underwear and began to pleasure him, his body convulsing and jiggling with each pump of the neglected length.

Their fat bodies grinded against each other and it didn't take long for Gunwook to release into Matthew's hand before they moved to his bed, hearing the prominent creak, wondering how much longer before their combined weight potentially broke the bed.

-

Arriving back on campus, Hanbin patted Gunwook on the gut that was decorated with angry stretchmarks from the sheer amount he blew up. "I take it you enjoyed the trip?"

Matthew approached from the side, his belly bumping into Hanbin, squishing his somewhat lithe physique between the two bodies. "Yeah! They loved him... and they missed you, hyung~ You should visit again!"

The sound of the keyboard clicks stopped for a moment. “Yah! Seok Matthew! You said you wanted to play so I thought that you’d do better!” A warm baritone laugh came from the same voice as he heard a whiny tone that escaped the one that he was chastising.

“But, Taerae~ I haven’t played in months. I needed you to carry me.” The slight aegyo in his tone pulled his heart strings slightly. In a way that he knew Matthew could all by himself. He pouted for a moment in his typical duck face. “Aish… you think you’re so sweet.”

He could hear the smirk in Matthew’s voice as he continued to compliment them. Taerae was content with the dynamic that they fit into. Roommates who… lingered closer than the rest of their friends. Most of the group remarked how the two seemed to be just as close as the resident couple in the group. Hao genuinely talked Taerae’s ear off about how they weren’t supposed to be cuddling that close while drunk and their friends with benefits situation.

It didn’t really help that it came to that point… but Matthew was really the only one that gave him the option of a friends with benefits. Following graduation and starting a typical office job, he didn’t really have the time to enjoy the social hobbies like going to the club and having a whirlwind fling that someone who was too ugly to hook up with sober. Not right now at least. All he wanted to do was play games with the ones he already had… and eat evidently.

Taerae looked down at his body, pinching a noticeable amount of flab that wasn’t there prior. When he was frequently clubbing, he was getting out a lot more. Meeting plenty of people meant there was more exercise to get in… but with Matthew… he didn’t really need to. Just a nudge of his leg and it told him that they were in the same mood.

Although, Matthew never made him conscious of the extra weight he’s been putting on. How could he? He worked out so much. Strong arms that squeezed him tight while he sat on his lap. Firm grip on his chunky middle, hands running down his sides and lifting his belly that pressed against his firm core. And with every touch that he melted against him. Matthew made him feel like he didn’t need to hold himself to those same standards.

And eating just about everything… certainly had made him a lot more plentiful than before. Holding his stomach with both hands, the way the weight jiggled in his grip made him stare a little longer, wondering exactly when it got out of hand. It’s not like he was really struggling for money. Late night orders that he shared with his roommate were becoming more and more plentiful… and more common.

He wasn’t the only one ordering. He noticed that Matthew had been doing the same as of late. Insisting that after the gym he needed a meal to bulk up. Something to stay sated with.

After all, it was bulking season.

That excuse practically plagued every order. Holding bags upon bags. Sneaking them into his room and sometimes, even into Taerae’s hands as he looked surprised at the sheer quantity.

“Did you get anything to eat?”

The voice came through the headset rather meekly. They… had eaten no more than two hours ago and yet, Taerae couldn’t deny the way his stomach growled. A body of indulgence couldn’t deny what it wanted and even if it wasn’t bulking season like it was for his roommate, he definitely had the appetite for one.

He felt acutely aware of his thighs pressing against each other, making the squeeze of his chair all the tighter. 

“Yeah, I could eat.”

-

A huff sounded as he collapsed into the couch. The creak was somewhat audible and Taerae was acutely aware of how his thighs expanded the second he sat down. The way that his body jiggled and shook with the movement as a laboured breath left him, a hand resting on his gut that seemed to be sticking up more.

A bulking meal seemed to be getting bigger and judging how Matthew was in a similar state next to him, he couldn’t say that it was the same muscular build that showed him to love his body… if anything, this was something that he liked even more.

His arms were still big in the tank top to show them off, but the pecs that he used to flaunt were suddenly bloated and spilling out, spreading onto the ample stomach that Taerae had never noticed. Bloated and plump, his eyes were glued to how Matthew rubbed it, trying to relieve the small family’s worth of food that was digesting inside of him. A groan left him before a belch as he watched how he sighed with relief at the space being freed.

“I… told you I’m bulking, didn’t I?” Matthew patted his stomach, sending a jolt of heat rushing through Taerae as he stared at him. They understood each other well. Almost alarmingly so.

That same hand on his gut moved to his lap, patting his plush thigh as he smirked. The couch creaked as he crawled over, feeling the weight of his stuffed stomach before settling on Matthew’s thighs, hands resting on his overly pliant ass and smacked them, coaxing a belch out of Taerae, a flush building on his face.

Their bellies pressed into each other as Taerae moved his hands, squeezing Matthew’s moobs, a sigh of pleasure leaving him before he felt his hips being pushed into Matthew’s belly, a whimper leaving him.

“You’re looking healthier.” Taerae’s tone felt breathy while Matthew’s hands traced his love handles and squeezed them.

“Relationship weight?” Taerae blinked a little confused while he felt his hand slip into his own shirt, fondling his belly. “You just made it look so good.”

He held Matthew’s stomach, smacking his hands and enjoying the jiggle and slight look of pain on his expression. “What do you mean relationship..?”

Matthew paused for a moment. “I thought I… Oh, fuck, I didn’t ask you out, did I?” They stewed for a moment before Taerae laughed warmly, leaning onto him, sinking into the couch further. “I… know you liked the weight but I guess I forgot to ask you to be my boyfriend… You made it look good so I couldn’t help myself either.”