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Chuuya rubbed Dazais stomach, his partner had grown nicely. He was in the process of playing Super Smash Bro's with Chuuya and a bunch of junk food which had majorly disappeared into the brunette's chubby belly.
Dazai had packed on the pounds, thanks to his partner and Odasaku both making sure he's eating (more) than enough. He was strangely enjoying feeling himself soften, Chuuya liked watching Dazai fatten up.
Chuuya paid attention whenever Dazai ate enough to have his belly fold over his waistband, or when it started curving out so much it would develop a bit of a hang. The jiggling also was a bonus point. Along with his chubbier thighs and arms. Even the way his chest softened so much and his cheeks that would give him a softer appearance.
When Chuuya was present he would coax Dazai into eating until the brunette was about to burst, Dazai was more than okay with it.
They had talked about it when they first (secretly) started dating. They both agreed to it and actually liked it, it was a turn on for the two of them.
Chuuya's cheeks were flushed from the wine he had consumed previously, a hand on the brunette's overstuffed tummy and another hand feeding the other.
Dazai was so focused on finishing the 4th world of Super Smash Bro's, he barely registered that he was that full.
"Eugh, my shirt is so tight.." The executive uncomfortably mumbled, he was leaning against Chuuya having his legs spread a bit as they were on Chuuyas bed.
"You almost ate the entirety of junk food I had bought for your gluttonous ass.. What did you expect? This was supposed to last at least another week, fucking fatass!" Chuuya grumbled. lifting another slice of pizza to Dazais lips.
Dazai ate it, continuing to play. "Shush, you're the one overfeeding me~ but maybe i can pop some buttons that would make it right, hm? ohh.. 'm thirsty." he said, in between bites.
Chuuya rolled his eyes, "sure, as if you wouldn't complain about me starving you then!" He sighed softly as he heard the other chuckle a little. "Let me guess, you want the coke?"
"Anythings fine, but yes the coke would be the besttt~" Dazai said, still way too involved in the game.
Chuuya took the coke bottle and slowly unscrewed the lid, before lifting the bottle to Dazais lips.
Dazai paused the game as he drank eagerly, all the salty junk food had dried out his mouth and throat. He drank half the bottle before the shirt button around the widest part of his middle popped off.
Dazai shifted his weight a little, sitting up as another shirt button popped off. He then burped before returning into his original position, not feeling the need to excuse or anything since he was just in his partners company. Chuuya was quite used to Dazai acting like a pig around him, he simply forgot how much it bothered him at first and Dazai found it funny to some degree.
"Such a glutton. You need to size up your clothes once again." Chuuya said as he realised the way Dazai's buttons had popped off.
Dazai finished the last level of the 4th World before Chuuya proceeded feeding him, sighing softly. It hadn't taken too long until he finished the pizza and attempted sitting comfortably on Chuuya's quite small bed.
"Ouuchh- why can't Chuuya be happy with meee? I can't moveee isn't that what he wanted~?" Dazai whined, a hand on his soft belly as he chucked the controller on the bed next to him.
"Because I have to clean up this mess while you doze off into a fucking food coma and you'll be gone before I wake up because of some dumb meeting with Mori, which means I can't admire my work in the morning." Chuuya said, it was his turn to smirk, as he helped Dazai get into a comfortable position to sleep in.
Dazai yawned, "mhm~ i see." He said, smiling softly as he drifted off to sleep, soon starting to snore slightly.
Chuuya sighed as he started picking up some boxes, wrappers, most things. He cursed under his breath when Dazai began snoring like a damn log. He climbed into the bed, putting the blanket over himself and Dazai before trying to fall asleep which worked after some time, thanks to Dazai sawing logs.
Chuuya woke up the next morning without the executive in bed, he sat up slightly.
He remembered that Dazai had popped some shirt buttons the previous night, which led to Chuuya wondering in what clothes Dazai even wore to the meeting, considering he couldn't wear his shirt.
Dazai wore a sweater that was a size medium, it belonged to Chuuya and it looked really large on Chuuya's frame but it showed off Dazai's tummy and plush chest.
He regretted it, but it wasn't like Chuuya would randomly have a large or extra large sweater in his closet considering he was 50 pounds lighter and 9centimetres shorter than Dazai.
Another thing he shouldn't have done was stuff himself into oblivion in front of the boss, but he had gotten so used to it. Quite actually he was intrigued by Mori's surprised reaction, which made it somewhat fun. Dignity and shame had never been in Dazai's vocabulary, especially when it came to this specific topic.
Needless to say he waddled back to chuuyas apartment, in slight discomfort. He somehow also managed to get in through the window and squeeze himself through it, walking to the bedroom and sitting on the small bed. He was panting and sweating a little, given it was spring.
Chuuya just stepped topless out of the bathroom as he looked at his lover, he wasn't too surprised by Dazai's sudden reappearance.
The redhead wore a towel around his waist, exposing his lean but toned body. It was amusing considering it showed thwir differences, quite literally.
"Fuck, you're getting fat, Mackerel." Chuuya said, in awe, before looking at Dazai's chubby and flushed cheeks.
"You noticed that just now?" Dazai raised an eyebrow at him, before chuckling slightly as he stared at Chuuya's surprised face.