Iwashimizu stood in the hallway of the school, towering over his classmate, as he managed to stammer out, “E-eh?”
A month ago, he had worked up the courage to give a Valentines gift (a package of homemade cookies) to a certain someone. He thought back to the day… heart racing, hands shaking as he quickly handed over the gift to his classmate. The tall rugby player never imagined he would be getting a White Day gift in return!
Now here he was, blushing and awkwardly placed in front of Watanabe. The tree fiddled with his fingers before he realized how rude he was being and grabbed the box handed out in front of him. He carefully removed the ribbon from it and took off the top of the box. He quickly glanced at his friend waiting infront of him before peering down at the contents of the box. Inside was an assortment of cookie men, the topmost one had a string and note attached to it. Heart beating rapidly, Iwashimizu took the note and folded it open to read it,
“In the buffet of life, friends are the dessert.”
The rugby player stifled a snort from the cheesy note. He looked upwards to the boy who gave him the gift, who was blushing as well. “H-hey! I stayed up an extra hour last night looking for the right thing to write in it!”
Iwashimizu looked down at his classmate with a smile, “Sorry, I-I love it.”
The shorter boy beamed at this response and decided to reveal the rest of his gift.
“Well, I hope you’re ready for one more surprise!” he said excitedly before taking hold of the tree’s arm and leading him home.
When they got back to Iwashimizu’s house, the rugby player stood timidly in the living room as he waited for the “surprise” his classmate seemed to be hiding from him. Iwashimizu watched as Watanabe let go of his arm and calmly walked to the middle of the room, right infront of the tree.
“Surprise! It’s me!” the shorter of the two said loudly as he raised his arms out.
The blond watched for a moment before his face grew red and he cowered in shock, “Ehhh?!”
Watanabe watched as his Valentine grew more and more flustered before he took Iwashimizu’s hand and said, “You didn’t think those cookies were the only thing going in your stomach, did you?”
After several more moments of the rugby player acting coy, Iwashimizu quickly gave into his growing hunger.
He looked down into the eyes of his peer and said “Ready?”
Watanabe nodded eagerly before the tree took hold of his shoulders. Lifting him up, Iwashimizu opened his maw and started to push his meal down his throat. The blond savoured the feeling of his body moving along his esophagus before the boy landed in his stomach.
“Ahh~” the taller boy exhaled as he felt the weight drop in his gut. He looked down at his distended middle and rubbed it gently so as to not disturb its contents too much. He blushed again at the size of his “gift” in his stomach. He was surprised at the roundness of his gut! It was probably due to the size of his lunch today..
He took in the feeling of his meal.. before he remembered the cookies! How could he forget! Iwashimizu turned and carefully walked over to the door where his bag was waiting. Even though he was in the safety of his own home, the tree turned beet red as his gut swayed and gurgle as he made his way to his bag.
Even with his toned legs, he panted as he finally made it to the door and rested a moment. Leaning against the wall, he quickly realized a problem. How was he gonna get the cookies out of his bag?
The tree tried to bend over at first, before being stopped by his massive gut and almost falling over onto the contents of his stomach. That wasn’t gonna work.. He tried crouching, but the weight put too much strain on his knees. He finally decided on crouching then letting himself lay down onto the floor near his bag. His blushing face scrunched up into a focused expression, he laid down beside his bag and rummaged through it. Feeling the box that contained the cookies, he grabbed it and triumphantly pulled it out. Finally holding his gift, he used every bit of his strength to push himself back up.
He waddled over to his couch so he could properly savour the feeling of his full belly. He practically dropped his body onto the soft seat, hearing the couch creak under his weight, and started to feel his bloated belly. He could hear the contents of his stomach gurgle as well as feel his meal wriggle around and begin to rub the inner walls of his gut. Iwashimizu giggled as his meals head prodded outwards at the top of his belly. He ruminated over his peers White day gift, saying to his gut quietly “Thank you.”, before opening the box and digging in.
OHHHHH MY GOODNESS THIS IS SO LOVELY THANK YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOU///////////////
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