Alrighty, i dunno if anyone even reads this shitty story I’ve been writing, but here’s yet another part. yyaayy.../sarcasm
It's been a few weeks since Izuru had his last job, and Hinata's been very glad he hasn't had to drive his brother around anywhere. It was sorta relaxing. Hinata didn't have to drive Izuru anywhere.. he was done with rehearsals for a while... He had all the time in the world to spend with his three best friends. Junko Enoshima, the idol, Teruteru Hanamura, the model and Hinata's boyfriend, and Mukuro Ikusaba, the gambler. Today, they had decided to meet up at a local fast food joint, mostly just to sit around and talk. As Hinata pulled up to the parking lot, he could already see that the twins and Hanamura had gotten a table outside. Hinata parked his car, got out, and double checked that what he was wearing was alright. Just the usual t-shirt and jeans.. But his jeans were a bit tighter than usual. Maybe they shrunk when Izuru washed them.. who knows. It's not like his dumb brother could wash anything correctly anyway, so that had to be the only reason. Once he was certain that he was alright with how he looked, he closed his car door, locked it, and hurried over to the table as everyone waved for him. He sat down, slightly out of breath.
"Ahh, hey, sorry I'm late. My dumb brother was still folding my clothes and wouldn't let me leave until I had them in my room.." He gave a weak laugh as everyone's eyes were laid on him. Junko glanced towards Mukuro and snickered.
"Soooo..That's the only reason you've been so slow getting here?" Hinata frowned a little as Hanamura scooted closer to Hinata.
"Oh, come now sister, don't embarrass him. It's obvious he doesn't understand." Junko laughed and banged her fist onto the table, ready to burst out into a howl of laughter as Mukuro gently reached out to pat Junko's shoulder. "Disregard her, Hinata, she doesn't mean to be commenting on your weight just yet."
"M-My weight...? My weight?" He frowned and crossed his arms defensively. "Honestly, there's nothing to talk about. It's perfect, especially for a dancer such as myself. You have nothing to be talking about." Hanamura nodded in agreement.
"That's right, don't listen to them, Hinata-kun. They're just trying to irritate you.. Now, why don't we get lunch? It would be rude to just sit here and talk whilst there are people here who are trying to make a living." The other three at the table shrugged as Hanamura smiled wide. "Alright! I'll go order the food. What do you want..?" The two sisters ordered a simple chicken sandwich each, knowing very well they wouldn't order, and Hinata ordered a double bacon cheeseburger. As the brunette spoke, the two girls widened their eyes in awe.
"...Hinaaataa..You've never ordered one of THOSE before!" Junko stood up and leaned across the table, cupping her face in her hands. "What's with the sudden change of heart?" Hinata's face flushed as Hanamura scurried off inside.
"Well.. I just haven't eaten breakfast yet and it's already too late for that now, so I figured I could just eat a larger lunch than normal.." He looked away and flicked Junko's forehead. "Sit down, you don't want anyone looking up your skirt, do you?" Junko snickered and did as she was told, rubbing her forehead.
"Gosh, big bro, you're really in denial. It's so sad to watch... Just admit it, you're secretly a huge fatty like your brother, aren't you? I bet it runs in the family!" Mukuro merely nodded in agreement as the two girls quietly snickered.
"N-No I'm not!! God, just thinking about it gives me the creeps..Shut up! I'm nothing like that gross butterball.."
"Is that so?" Mukuro shot him a sharp glare. "Are you really nothing like your twin brother? Was there really never a point in life where you two were ever alike?" As the harsh gambler spoke, Hinata began to shift in his spot. Sure... sure there was a point in life where the only discerning characteristic between them was their eyes... but that ended in the fifth grade!! Hinata worked so hard to make sure he would never look like Izuru ever again, especially in weight.
"Just shut up you trashy sewer rat. I don't need to put up with this." He rolled his eyes as he looked towards the doors to the restaurant, hoping his boyfriend would hurry back, but it seems he was still at the counter. Oh well.
"Oh did you hear that Mookie-Bear? It seems you're a trashy sewer rat? What're you gonna say about that?"
"I am going to disregard it for you see, unlike this butterball here, I care not for petty nicknames." That did it. Hinata's face flushed a deep maroon and he slowly rested a fist on the table, his glare switching between Mukuro and Junko.
"Listen," He spoke through gritted teeth. "I came out here to have a good time. I didn't come out here to be ridiculed because my clothes have shrunk in the wash. So either shut up or get out of here!" Junko and Mukuro both looked shocked to some degree.. Before they started laughing. Typical of those two.. Junko stood up with a sigh, followed by Mukuro.
"Geeeeez..I just wanted to have a good time, sis. Looks like Hinata's just a big fuckin' loser!!! Can't lighten up!! And the same applies to his weight! Gyahahaha!!" Junko howled with laughter as she began walking away, Mukuro following behinds silently with a smile that could kill. As soon as they were out of Hinata's sight, he angrily slammed his fist down onto the table and moved his free hand to touch his stomach through his shirt. It did feel softer.... and thicker..but. That..That's not right. No, it was.. the fabric of the shirt? Maybe..
The more Hinata began to explore his body, his hand moving along his thighs and rear, the more he began to worry. Okay..Maybe he put on a LITTLE bit of weight..right..? Maybe..one...two pounds.. He'd find out when he gets home. He sighed and propped his head up on his hands, resting his elbows on the table. Hanamura returned, finally, with everything ordered. Two chicken sandwiches and a double bacon cheeseburger, as well as two large colas, only to find that the twins were gone.
"...Hinata..Where'd the twins go? Don't tell me they bailed on us!!" He chuckled and slid back into his seat, setting down the tray of food on the table as he moved closer to his boyfriend.
"Y..yeah. Yeah, they did leave us.." Seeing that Hinata was feeling down, Hanamura asked him what's wrong. Hinata reluctantly answered. "...they were making fun of me.. They said that I put on some weight.. You don't think I did, do you?"
"If you did..what's so bad about that?"
"It makes me unattractive!! No one wants to see a whale dance across the stage!!"
"I would...especially if you were that whale." Hanamura gave a small smile, winking in Hinata's general direction as he picked up one of the cups, sipping cola out of the straw as Hinata grew flustered. Never before did he ever think that being plump would make someone feel attracted to him.. He had always assumed that.. no one would love him plumper. Everyone would treat him the way they do his brother. But.. here was Hanamura, claiming he would want to see a "whale" dancing across the stage if he was the whale..
"..are you serious..?" He squinted at him and Hanamura nodded quickly, continuing to sip his soda.
"I've actually been meaning to try and talk to you about that..But I haven't brought it up cause you seemed pretty against the idea of it. Honestly...the idea of having a plump boyfriend has always been very appealing to me and..well..You're just perfect.. But if you don't want anything to do with that, that's soooo okay." He smiled softly and chuckled lightly, setting down the cup. Hinata flushed pink, reaching out for the cheseburger. The idea didn't seem too...bad. But..Then he'd be no better than his brother. Then again...He could show that he makes being fat hot. Which he would.
"..s..so..You'd just...help me get fatter, right? I won't really have to work that hard..?" He pulled off the wrapper for the food and began eating, turning himself towards Hanamura.
"Well, you gotta eat a lot, but besides that you don't have to do much. I'll bring you anything you eat and I can even feed you if you want. How's that sound..?" Hinata hummed with a mouthful of food. On one hand.. he could explore something new that actually sounds really enjoyable, plus he can rub it in his brother's face.. but on the other hand, he'd seem hypocritical.. Oh well. He'd be making a lot more people happy, himself included. Hinata nodded slowly and watched as Hanamura's cheeks lit up a bright red. "Really..? ...Okay! Then we can set up a weight goal-"
"No!! I can't have a goal.. I just gotta be bigger than my brother. Always." Hinata felt his boyfriend's hand gently pat his stomach.
"Then you've got a lot of catching up to do."
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