#chubby jimin

[cherry-coke-yoongi]

Day 5- Jimin

Omega Prince Jimin has yet to find a suitable alpha to mate. Each suitor has been worse than the last...that is until Alpha Prince Taehyung comes along and changes his whole perception about courting.

[cherry-coke-yoongi]

When accepting a new stunt double job means adopting an extremely strict diet regime, Jimin and Yoongi try to be supportive boyfriends by dieting alongside Jungkook. Neither man is prepared for the sacrifice they just committed too.

or how a failed diet attempt leads to a great kink discovery.

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This fic is apart of a Festa fic exchange I did with @soft-bellied-tannies. Hope yall enjoy!

💜🍒💜

[soft-bellied-tannies]

Letting Go

So, I kind of disappeared mid-Chubtober, sorry about that! Work and life just got kind of wild these past few months and writing was on the back burner. I had plenty of ideas, but the motivation to put those into complete fics just wasn't happening.

But exciting times - I made a new friend! @bulletproofscales is a great writer and we recently connected, it was lovely. I've been reading his fics for a while and just wanted to appreciate his writing.

He was so kind and made me feel a renewed sense of confidence and motivation in my writing. So consider this a little new friend gift and encouragement to send the message to those writers you appreciate!

Read here or on AO3!

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The house was quiet aside from the rustle of Yoongi unpacking his takeout order on the coffee table. He had been craving fried chicken and hoped that ordering extra would finally encourage his boyfriend to eat more than his typical protein, veggies, and rice for dinner. 

Yoongi loved Jimin with everything he had and would never ask him to change if Jimin truly didn’t want to, but deep down, Yoongi felt that Jimin’s strict discipline and bland diet were more forced than desired. 

Jimin had a hard-earned physique which Yoongi could appreciate. However, it was difficult to pinpoint exactly why Jimin’s appearance held so much of his mental and physical space. 

Yoongi saw the way Jimin stopped himself from indulging as if he were internally scolding himself for even considering. He would literally stop halfway as he reached a hand or a utensil for any food outside of his tracked and planned regimen. 

Most people would be angry with the thought of someone just grabbing food off their plate, but Yoongi wished Jimin would steal bites as often as it looked like he wanted to.

Jimin entered the room carrying a small bowl of rice topped with some veggies and tofu. It looked entirely unappetizing, admittedly even more so than Jimin’s typical food that at least had decent seasoning. 

As he sat down, Jimin glanced at the containers of fried chicken that smelled incredible. He stared at his bowl and just felt his stomach turn. Even though he was hungry, the thought of eating his perfectly weighed and prepped meal felt more disappointing than ever. 

Yoongi looked over at Jimin with a bit of a sad smile, seeming to pick up on Jimin’s hesitation to eat. “You don’t have to eat any of this, but I got your favorite flavor and some beer I know you like. Just have as much as you want - you know, if you want any at all, no pressure.” 

The words hung in the air, like a permission slip Jimin didn’t need but admittedly wanted. He wasn’t sure if it was hunger or the way Yoongi had phrased it, but the next thing he knew, he was reaching for a piece of chicken, and then the beer Yoongi opened for him.

Jimin didn’t know how Yoongi managed to spontaneously flip the mental switch or if he was just so tired of monitoring his diet so closely, but something about tonight sent all of Jimin’s hesitation out the window. 

Without letting himself turn back on his moment of diet rebellion, Jimin pushed the small bowl away and watched with anticipation as Yoongi slid a full container of chicken in front of him. The spicy sauce looked more appetizing than anything Jimin had eaten in months. 

Yoongi made a sound of appreciation as he saw Jimin pick up another piece of chicken and sip on the beer. He wasn’t about to question a thing that was happening. To see his boyfriend enjoy his meal for the first time since they moved in together was more satisfying than any food could be for Yoongi. 

Jimin continued to reach for piece after piece of chicken, almost mindlessly as he tried to stop himself from thinking too much about calories. The spice was perfect, heat masking his fullness in between sips of the chilled beer. 

It didn’t take long before Jimin was full, more full than he had been in a long time. The chicken and beer went down with ease, warm and filling in a way that his veggies and rice never could be. 

As he sat back against the couch, rubbing his already bloated stomach, Jimin couldn’t help but feel a little ashamed. The reality of the situation came crashing down quick as he looked over at the still-full bowl of his meal-prepped dinner. 

What have I done? 

Jimin had lost track of how many pieces he’d eaten, no possible clue how to track this slip-up of a meal in his calorie app. There were only crumbs and leftover sauce in the bottom of his empty container, and he felt completely stuffed. 

Jimin was feeling a bit dejected because he had worked so hard his whole life to stay in shape and maintain his physique, resisting college weight and the temptations of having his own finances to spend however he liked. Suddenly a stable relationship steals all his willpower?

Yoongi, on the other hand, was still happily munching away on his chicken. Jimin wasn’t upset that his boyfriend was on the chubbier side by any means. Yoongi had been a bit pudgy when they met in college, and the weight continued with indulgent choices and a settled relationship. Jimin had always told himself not to fall into bad habits when they started dating, even more so once they shared a home.

Choosing to ignore Jimin’s silent spiral in hopes of pulling his boyfriend back out of it, Yoongi sent him a warm, satisfied smile. “It’s nice to see you relaxing a bit. It’s okay to indulge and eat what you like sometimes. I promise.” 

Jimin nodded, but there was a small, nagging voice in his head telling him he’d overdone it. But Yoongi was right, it was just food. It was just a moment of indulgence. It didn’t have to mean anything more than that.

As they settled into the couch, both of them full and happy, Jimin realized something. Maybe he hadn’t eaten to enjoy the food, maybe he’d been eating to enjoy the way it felt to share a meal with Yoongi, to relax and let go. 

It wasn’t about the food itself; it was about the moment, the connection getting stronger with Yoongi. Still, Jimin couldn’t ignore the tightness in his jeans as he reclined, the way his stomach stretched uncomfortably against the fabric.

Next time, I’ll say no.

But for now, he couldn’t help but wonder: was Yoongi’s influence stronger than his own self-control? Jimin was inclined to believe it was and no matter what his insecurities were telling him, he loved Yoongi way more than counting calories.

Jimin's thoughts were interrupted by Yoongi's gentle touch on his arm. "Hey, you okay? You seem a little lost in thought there."

Jimin forced a smile, trying to push away his worries. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit full."

Yoongi chuckled, patting his own stomach trying to ease the tension growing. "I know the feeling. But isn't it nice sometimes? To just let go and enjoy?"

Jimin nodded, not entirely convinced. He glanced down at his stomach, noticing the slight roundness that hadn't been there before. It was barely noticeable and entirely bloating that would go down with time, but to him, it felt like a glaring reminder of his lack of control.

"You know," Yoongi continued, oblivious to Jimin's internal struggle, "I've always admired how disciplined you are with your diet and exercise, but I worry sometimes that you're too hard on yourself."

Jimin finally cracked a bit of a sad smile. The words rang true and he knew where Yoongi was coming from. “I know, I’m sorry. I’ve seen the way you look sometimes when it gets…bad.”

Yoongi sighed and placed his hand on Jimin’s thigh, rubbing soothingly. “You don’t get bad, Jiminie. Your anxiety and insecurity may ebb and flow, but nothing about you is bad.”

Looking down at Yoongi’s hand gently caressing his leg, Jimin felt a rush of warmth return, almost physically feeling it overpower that little voice constantly in his head. He simply nodded as he realized Yoongi had more to share.

“And it’s okay if you gain a little weight. If you get settled and relax a bit more. Relationship weight is so normal, expected even and I would love you the same. I mean, I admit that I would even enjoy seeing you fill out a bit more.”

Jimin felt his face heat up at Yoongi's words, mixed with a flutter of anxiety. He hadn't expected Yoongi to be so direct about it even though he knew better than to underestimate his hyung. "You would?" he asked hesitantly.

Yoongi nodded, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Of course. You're gorgeous no matter what, but I love the idea of you being more comfortable, more relaxed. Plus," he added with a playful wink, "I think you'd look incredibly cute with a little extra padding. I mean, your ass is great already, Min, but imagine it with a bit more weight. Damn…"

Jimin felt his cheeks flush, torn between embarrassment and a strange sense of excitement. He'd never considered that Yoongi might actually prefer him a bit heavier. It was a jarring thought, but not entirely unpleasant.

"I don't know," Jimin mumbled, his hand unconsciously moving to his bloated stomach. "I worked so hard for so long to maintain…everything. It feels like I’m giving up on myself if I just throw in the towel.” 

“And I understand that, but I’m just saying that you don’t need to stop enjoying food just for the sake of staying thinner. I’d love to take you out for dinner dates or spoil you with your favorite sweets. Sometimes it would be nice to know that my Jiminie has eaten well because of me.”

Jimin was caught off guard, feeling himself get a little bit teary-eyed from the confession. He hadn’t realized that he was limiting his and Yoongi’s quality time for the sake of dieting. “I would love that too. I’m sorry. I didn’t realize-”

Yoongi leaned over, giving Jimin a gentle kiss to cut off the impending ramble of misplaced guilt. “Don’t apologize. I know you better than anyone so I know you would never do it intentionally. Just promise me that you will talk to me if you are feeling insecure or having those internal struggles. I’m not saying you have to start or stop anything food and body-related. All I’m asking is for a bit more communication about those things.” 

Jimin nodded slowly, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside him. "I'll try," he said softly, leaning into Yoongi's touch. "It's just hard to let go of old habits, you know?"

Yoongi smiled understandingly. "I know, baby. And I'm not asking you to change overnight. Maybe you can be a little kinder to yourself. Allow yourself to enjoy things without guilt?"

Jimin took a deep breath, considering Yoongi's words. He had to admit, something was appealing about the idea of relaxing his strict regimen, of allowing himself to indulge without constantly worrying about the consequences.

"Okay," he said finally, a small smile tugging at his lips. "I mean, dinner was really good tonight. I can’t remember the last time I ate as much as I wanted without counting the calories or restricting myself.”

“I know, and I just want you to know that you can do that more often. I’m glad you enjoyed dinner tonight,” Yoongi replied with a warm smile, leaning in for another kiss. “How about dessert?”

Jimin laughed and rolled his eyes. “That was quick. You just wanted an excuse to feed me, didn’t you?”

“Maybe,” Yoongi chuckled with a small shrug. “Or maybe I just want to spoil my darling boyfriend who I love so much.” 

“You already take care of me so well,” Jimin responded genuinely, wanting Yoongi to know that he had not been lacking just because Jimin wasn’t always eating as much as he should.

Yoongi patted Jimin’s thigh as he stood up. “And now I can do it even better. So, ice cream?”

Jimin laughed and felt a weight lift from his shoulders as if his insecurities floated away with Yoongi’s reassurance. “Yes, I suppose I could make room for some ice cream.”

As Yoongi headed to the kitchen, Jimin leaned back onto the couch, his mind still processing their conversation. He couldn't deny the pleasant feeling that spread through him at the thought of Yoongi wanting to care for him, to spoil him. It was a stark contrast to his usual self-imposed restrictions.

The sound of cabinets opening and closing drifted from the kitchen, followed by the clink of bowls and spoons. Jimin found himself smiling, anticipation building despite his already full stomach. 

Yoongi returned, balancing two generous bowls of ice cream. "I hope you don't mind, but I may have gone a little overboard with the toppings," he said with a shy smile.

Jimin's eyes widened as he took the bowl from his boyfriend - multiple scoops of ice cream drizzled with caramel sauce, sprinkled with chocolate chips, and topped with whipped cream.

“Damn, you were serious about wanting me to soften up, huh?” Jimin joked as he carved out his first spoonful.

Yoongi paused for a moment and looked over Jimin’s thin and lean body. He had always thought his boyfriend was too small, but it was also a little selfish. Yoongi loved the idea of a softer, curvier Jimin and he told him as such.

"Well, I can't deny that the thought of you with a bit more cushion is appealing," Yoongi admitted with a playful smirk. "But more than that, I just want you to be happy and comfortable. If that means indulging in dessert, then so be it. I hate the thought of you sitting around inside your head thinking you can enjoy a meal. In my eyes, you always look beautiful so why worry?"

Jimin felt a flutter in his stomach that had nothing to do with the sweet treat in his hands. Yoongi was so open and honest in a way that was healing Jimin in unexpected ways. How could he possibly deny his boyfriend’s words when they were spoken without a moment of hesitation? 

“Thank you, hyung. Really, that means more than you could ever know,” Jimin replied, trying to keep his tears at bay by focusing his eyes firmly on his spoon in hand. 

Yoongi hummed, clearly pleased that Jimin was accepting such a bold compliment and implication. "Of course, Min-ah."

As they ate, Jimin found himself relaxing more and more. The initial guilt he'd felt earlier was fading, replaced with the satisfaction of a delicious dessert and his boyfriend’s care for him. He expected some resistance from his stomach to eat the bigger-than-expected portion of dessert, but the sugar seemed to be a fresh start and it went down easily. 

They ate their ice cream in comfortable silence, watching the movie playing. Yoongi finished his first and cuddled up with Jimin who was still working through his bowl. Yoongi admittedly put extra ice cream in Jimin’s bowl, purely because of the excitement of his boyfriend's agreement to dessert.

Yoongi started to softly rub Jimin’s stomach, trying to settle his full stomach considering he never ate this much. Jimin let out a little laugh at his boyfriend’s touch but also melted a bit under the sweet affection. He also was a bit thankful for the comforting touch considering how full his stomach was.

When Jimin finished his bowl, he set it aside and leaned back into the couch cushions with a relaxed sigh. Yoongi’s hand found his midsection again, and Jimin let his stomach fully expand into his touch.

"Mmm, that feels nice," Jimin murmured, his eyes half-closed as he savored the gentle pressure of Yoongi's hand on his overfull stomach. The combination of the hearty dinner and decadent dessert had left him feeling pleasantly stuffed, a sensation he hadn't allowed himself to experience in a long time, if ever. 

Yoongi smiled, continuing his soothing circular motions. "I'm glad. You look so relaxed right now. It's a good look on you."

Jimin hummed in agreement, surprising himself with how content he felt. The nagging voice of guilt that had plagued him earlier was now just a distant whisper, drowned out by the comfort of Yoongi's touch and the satisfaction of a good meal.

"You know," Jimin said softly, "I think I could get used to this."

Yoongi looked over at Jimin, his soft smile growing with a more prideful beam. “Good, hyung’s really proud of you, Jiminie. I know that may sound silly over something like dessert, but I mean it.” 

Jimin’s cheeks flushed as he let out a little whine, feeling exposed under Yoongi’s warm touch and even warmer smile. “I’m honestly proud of me too, hyung. Also, I kind of forgot how good food could be.” 

“Well, don’t worry, you have me to remind you as often as you need.” 

[chubbybubbyjoonie]

I think I actually might have died and passed into a different realm of reality!

WHAT DO YOU FUCKING MEAN?! I NEED TO SEE HIS BELLY HANGING BETWEEN HIS OPENED PANTS RIGHT FUCKING NOW. 😭😭 And not Jungkook constantly encouraging him. I just know at the end of the trip, Jimin was whining about how much weight he put on while JK was just laughing at him, still as fit as the day he left. That boy can eat everything and gain nothing.

[chubbybubbyjoonie]

I would pay way to much money to watch Jungkook tease and softly pressure Jimin into eating more and more food.

“You just don’t eat well.” He says to him as he stuffs more rice into his mouth.

Jimin, being offended, picks back up his chopsticks to prove him wrong. “My grandma always said I eat really well thank you!” Jimin frowns, going back to stuffing his face full of noodles, chicken and rice.

“Oh please. I eat three times more than you. Look at all the food left. You’re quitting now?” He scooped another mouthful, putting it in his mouth to tease the elder. Jimin always gave in when Jungkook wanted him to do something. It was the big brother in him.

“I am not a quitter.” Jimin huffed, grabbing the bowl of rice from between the two of them, taking it all for himself. “I can show army I can eat well too.” He said before shovelling scoop after scoop of fried rice into his mouth.

The next time it’s the same.

“I’m full.” Jimin sighed leaning back again his chair, hands rubbing his tummy a little.

“Can I get more rice, pork and lettuce please.” Jungkook asked the store owner who calls out an affirmation while Jimin and Taehyung watch him in shock.

“Aren’t you full?” Jimin asked, rubbing the little pouch of tummy he had been growing from his more relaxed eating style lately.

Jungkook shook his head. “Barely touched the surface.” He said, smiling as the lady puts down another whole portion of food for him. He scoops the next bite up, eating more.

“You eat too much.” Jimin chuckled as shook his head, Taehyung nodding along with him. The two of them couldn’t believe Jungkook could eat so much.

“Nah uh, you just have a small appetite.” Jungkook scoffed. He worked on his next wrap, layering it up perfectly.

“I do not… we ate a portion each.” Jimin pointed to his and Taehyung’s empty bowls. “You’re the one eating seconds.”

Jungkook shrugged, finishing his wrap and rolling it , ready to eat. He paused it before his mouth before turning to Jimin. “So you wouldn’t eat more pork, freshly cooked?” He leaned over and pushed the wrap right to Jimin’s mouth, grazing his nose so the smell really got to the elder.

Jimin wanted to ignore Jungkook and listen to his stomach, but the smell hit him instantly and saliva filled his mouth. He sighed but opened his mouth for the wrap anyway.

“Ahhh, see I knew you were still hungry, hyung.” Jungkook laughed, patting Taehyung on the back, who was smiling at them both.

Jimin rolled his eyes at the youngest, teasing him. He was never gonna win again him, he didn’t even try anymore. He just scooped up his chopsticks and grabbed another slice of pork to eat.

Jungkook smiled happily, seeing Jimin give in once again to his hunger. Jimin would always give in to the younger when he pushed even just a little. “Another two bowls of rice and pork please!” They were gonna have a good day.

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I am loving all the food related content in ‘Are You Sure?’ Seeing Jiminie’s little soft tummy, completely unrestricted is like a dream come true. I love a soft boy. 🥰

[chubbybubbyjoonie]

Two consenting adults, having sexy times. (Warning ⚠️ Degrading sexy talk, mentioned weight gain/forced gain, disabled character but not spoken about in the degrading talk, sensory deprivation too)

“What would you do if I said I wanted you bigger?” Namjoon asked, hands running up and down Jimin’s sides. “I wanted your fat to mould around my fingers when I pushed in your stomach?”

Jimin moaned as Namjoon accents his question with a deep thrust into him. He’s a little fucked out as the elder has had him on the edge for 10 minutes already.

“Do you think you could stop me? Would you want to stop me?” Namjoon smiled his hands playing with Jimin’s nipples for a moment before going back to rubbing the boys sides.

“What if I said I wanted you to be 400 pounds of fat sitting on my dick? Reckon you’d cum?” Namjoon felt Jimin’s walls clench a little harder as he said it. “I guess that’s a yes.” He smiled.

Jimin’s head was thrown back against Namjoon’s shoulder. The elder letting his right hand come up and hold Jimin’s stretched neck for a moment, restricting his airways while he asked his next question.

“But you’d cum on my dick for anything wouldn’t you baby? You are just a little cock slut after all.” Namjoon held his hand there until he felt Jimin start to shake before letting him go and kissing his shoulder while his hand went back to rubbing Jimin’s belly.

“Good boy.” Namjoon praised as Jimin gasped for air again, having to clench his walls to stop himself from cumming. Namjoon hadn’t said he could yet.

“M-more…” Jimin gasped out, feeling Namjoon’s hips slow to give him some time to recover, but Jimin didn’t need or want it.

Namjoon obliged by speeding his thrusting hips back up, pounding into the boy. Jimin was bouncing in his lap.

“If I wanted you to be the fattest pig in the world, you’d not be able to stop me.” He said, grabbing the little weight Jimin had gained in his belly in the last four months due to their relationship. “I’d fatten you up until you couldn’t move then you’d just be mine to fatten and fuck all day long and I’d know you’d hate it but I’d do it anyway.”

The rhythm of Namjoon’s hips slowly starting to match both of their racing heart beats. He sped up, slowly losing his energy and knowing he had to make it quick now.

“Fuck. I’ll make you my fat piggy one day baby.” Namjoon said tweaking Jimin’s nipples with one hand while the other squeezed the little chub on Jimin’s tummy.

Namjoon felt Jimin’s clenching getting quicker and quicker and he knew it was time. He gave Jimin three taps on the arm, and the boy started to whine in his lap, his clenching becoming uncontrollable.

Finally Namjoon came too, a loud grunt as his cock twitched and came deep inside his boyfriend, rolling both of their hips to keep it lasting as long as possible.

Jimin rolled his head back on Namjoon’s shoulder, huffing as he fell into his boyfriend’s arms, while Namjoon lent them both back against the couch. They both needed a minute to calm down.

Jimin brought one hand up to Namjoon’s face and rubbed it, making the elder open his eyes. Jimin turned a little smiling before giving Namjoon a kiss.

The elder gave in, relaxing into the kiss of his boyfriend, before helping Jimin off him and into a spot of comfort. They both smiled, lying with one another.

Jimin leaned over to the table on the side of the couch and grabbed his cochlear implants and slipped them on again so he could finally hear. 

“Thank you Hyung.” Jimin said out of breath, but a deep smile on his face happy with his boyfriend’s loving care of him, while Namjoon chuckled a little.

“You’re welcome baby.”

[soft-bellied-tannies]

Little Bite #36

This is not a typical little bite drabble or draft, but I have these short HCs for all seven on what gaining from a lack of control over their eating would look like that I've developed and wanted to share.

Feel free to share your own or send ideas expanding on these if you would like! ---

Jin

Jin has always eaten for enjoyment and pleasure yet with moderation and control. He grew up wanting for very little in a well-off family though that also came with the expectation of appearance. Not necessarily fitting an image of fit and slim, but it did carry a tone of requiring politeness and control - never a social setting acceptable to appear gluttonous or improper. 

Once on his own with less reason to ‘perform’ for his family and more independence to make his own choices, Jin explored his hobbies and tastes with a seemingly endless budget. If he wanted to try a new restaurant or attempt a new recipe, nothing was stopping him. He already had an indulgent personality and the newfound freedom did little for his flimsy willpower. 

Replacing clothes, stocking his kitchen, and ordering food when he didn’t want to cook wasn’t even a thought because he was enjoying himself. Life is nothing without happiness and if food is his happiness at the moment, why limit it? Hitting limits like physical comfort, burdening insecurity, and addressing concerns about his weight are problems for future Jin.

Yoongi

Yoongi is completely unaware of his appetite capabilities leading to him becoming reliant on food for contentedness, a feeling he is chasing more and more as time goes on.

The realization of lack of control and gaining is a surprise, but it also does little to disrupt his habits because the warmth and comfort of finally being content that comes with being full or even just sturdier is ten times better than caring about his appearance. 

Indulging also brings in a newfound sense of connection that he lacked with his habits of overworking and isolation. Social interactions with his close people often center around food which is where the slip into overeating begins.

He finds himself craving those feelings even when he is alone and that is when eating becomes a desired comfort rather than a basic necessity. Yoongi will eventually take on the mindset that gaining weight is a show of his comfort and that is more than acceptable for him.

Hoseok

Hobi is the picture-perfect image of control. All aspects of his personality and life reflect his natural ability to lead, maintain, and dictate. Control is something that brings him peace and security which is why he exercises it so freely yet firmly. Little he does in life threatens his control which is an active choice he makes to ensure it stays intact. 

However, as life is for everyone, one cannot control everything. When something enters Hobi’s life that completely removes his control, he becomes reactive and impulsive to do anything to get that control back as soon as possible.

If something were to happen physically like getting injured or dealing with a minor but prolonged illness, he would take any advice to ‘fix’ what he can. Being forced to make changes and adjust his routines due to this new obstacle taking control would frustrate him in ways almost nothing can touch his strong resolve. 

Hobi does nothing casually, the full effort being made in all his choices so if the advice is to bulk up and regain his strength to heal and return to normal life quicker, he would take drastic action to make that happen. In his haste to take his control over his life back, Hobi unintentionally dismantles his control surrounding food.

Namjoon

Namjoon views everything in life to have purpose and eating is fuel for him in all ways. He may even start with the feeling that food is fuel for physical needs, but stress would bring on an attitude that food is also fuel for his mind and emotions. This shift in thinking would turn him from an intentional and functional eater to an unintentional and reactive eater. 

Namjoon would also have a surface-level apathy toward body expectations where outwardly he doesn't buy into expectations and his body can look however it looks without consideration of other people.

Although internally, he slowly falls into a spiral about the way his body is changing as well as how his thoughts and feelings are changing. In response to his emotional spiral, the overeating continues and even increases almost in a way to prove to himself that it’s okay.

Jimin

Jimin is all too knowing of his appetite capabilities, but he is truly unable to control it once he lets his restrictions drop. He is unable to get the control back in place after realizing how far he's gone, but he also a small shameful part of him is uninterested in regaining that control.

There is a level of relief Jimin feels in giving up his restrictive, unhealthy mindset that he cannot reach with any other coping mechanism. Nothing brings him quite the same comfort as undoing the long and often painful methods of maintaining his once concerningly small physique.

While the weight gain isn’t entirely healthy for him mentally either, there is no longer any physical weakness or devastating lack of energy so he will endure the other end of the spectrum mentally to avoid restricting himself.

With time, he would eventually begin to regain his confidence and accept the happiness that enjoying food freely brings him. It's clear that given how his body and mind reacted, giving up that intense control over his weight was actually better for him even if he is much bigger now than he ever imagined he would be.

Taehyung

Taehyung is an artist at heart and would find an ‘experience’ in everything, even a simple meal. He is also a social butterfly and saying yes to those experiences at new places with old friends or well-loved places with new friends brings him joy. So what if he goes out for every meal in a single day if it was with people he loves?

It isn’t so much of a lack of control in terms of eating for Taehyung, it’s that he allows his want for connection to outweigh the signals from his brain and body that he’s eaten enough. Social eating and drinking can be mindless and longer than an averagely proportioned dinner at home.

No matter the consequences, regaining his control over food is not something Taehyung is interested in when his relationships are thriving more than ever, and deep down, he knows that putting those limits on himself would be no easy feat. 

Taehyung likes to tell himself that overeating and poor food choices only happen when he is out with people, but if he were honest with himself, he would acknowledge that those habits start happening at home pretty quickly.

Ordering out for almost every meal is his routine and those orders get bigger and bigger over time. He can’t even simply talk on the phone or have a friend over for a casual afternoon chat without wanting to eat.

Jungkook

Having a big appetite has been Jungkook’s normal his entire life. In his teenage years, it was as if he could never actually feel full, but it also did not look as if he was eating enough for a family of four in a single day. A hyperactive lifestyle and unbelievably high metabolism made gaining weight the farthest thing from his mind. 

Jungkook was also a homebody, attached to his routine and safety net. Any disruption of those brought on debilitating episodes of anxiety until he adjusted. Major life changes like moving away for college, losing loved ones, or prolonged tension between people he was close with could completely disrupt his ‘normal’. 

Jungkook had tried many things and finally found that eating was a bigger comfort than he realized. The feeling of being heavier, that warm fullness, is unexpectedly grounding so overeating becomes a coping mechanism for his anxiety.

Unfortunately, growing older means many parts of his life become more sedentary and his metabolism ages with him so while his coping mechanism helps him more than anything else mentally, it becomes quite a problem for his waistline.

[chubbybubbyjoonie]

Hello everyone!

I really wanted to be back here and interacting with everyone again, but I was hella nervous. Still I dug out an old wip and did a little tweaking in hopes that it can re-spark my excitement over writing. So here it is, I hope you like it and please send any prompts or ideas for new things because I am so out of ideas. 😅

Warning ⚠️ (teeny, tiny bit of forced feeding but mostly just nice stuff and a comment on restrictive eating at the end)

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"Come on Jiminie, just a little more." Namjoon encouraged. He himself had both dumbbells in his hands, doing his own bicep curls. Since the start of the year, Namjoon had gotten very invested with working out. It shouldn't have been a surprise, he had always strived to keep up with Jungkook and now he was.

"Two more of this set to go." He called, lifting the 15kg weights up to his shoulders, making sure his wrists didn't twist to cause any injuries. He was progressing really well.

Namjoon constantly looked through the mirror to check that Jimin was going just as well as he was. He didn't want his boyfriend falling behind when Jimin had so cutely asked for his help. "Come on baby, you can do it. We have two sets after this, then we're done."

Namjoon managed to lower his bells to give himself a bit more rest than just holding them for the strict 30 second breather they got. Jimin however rarely got a breather as he always went over into their rest time.

"One more for the set and then the next one Jiminie." Namjoon encouraged turning to hold the short boy's cheek for a moment before he turned back to do the next two reps of 15 curls with a 16 kg weight.

"You have to start right away Minnie, no slacking this time." Namjoon called pushing himself harder and harder, just like Jimin was.

Namjoon honestly really liked Jimin's company while he worked out. It was nice and he loved watching Jimin in any way he could. This really just gave him an excuse.

Namjoon moved to the floor, starting his first rep of weighted sit-ups. He made sure to position his body to face the mirror to watch Jimin and make sure that he was also keeping up.

"Come on baby, push yourself. I know you can do it." He called to encourage when he heard Jimin grunt out of exertion. "Just a couple more and you'll get a 30 second break, only if you're quick though."

Namjoon finished his 20 sit-ups with ease, despite him coming through the latter half of his workout. He kept an eye on his boyfriend in the mirror to check that he wasn't cheating.

"Take 30 seconds to breathe, Jiminie. Get yourself a drink and then we are going again. Don't lose the pace." Namjoon warned. He checked his watch, making sure to not go over the 30 second time and then started them again.

"Alright baby next rep, you can do it. I believe in you!" He called already on his 3rd sit up of this set.

He powered through, feeling the burn in his abs as he did. He was enjoying himself and he hoped Jimin was too. "20 more seconds and then we are done for this rep!" He called with the slightest huff.

Namjoon felt like he was barely breaking the surface of his workout, while Jimin was huffing and puffing behind him. It had been a while since they had gotten together like this.

The taller one stood up, taking a look over Jimin while he went into their rest time like he did for every other rep, but Namjoon wouldn't let them fall behind. He was strict.

"I'm gonna start my chin ups. Remember to keep up with my pace. I'll count it out so we will be doing it together ok?" Namjoon nodded, seeing Jimin's eyes sparkle at him, but he didn't answer back.

"Ready..." Namjoon grabbed the bar above his head and began, keeping his legs crossed as he lifted himself up and down with ease. He had cuffs on his ankles from the start of his workout to really amp up the weight, but they still didn't keep him from his goal.

Namjoon was nearly a match for Jungkook now that he had dedicated most of his free time to the gym.

"Push! Push! Push!" He called when he saw Jimin slowing with each pull up he did himself. "Don't give in! Work through it!" He tried to motivate Jimin to keep up. They were in this together.

"25! 26! 27!"

"37! 38"

"42! 43! 44!" Namjoon always kept his pace. He didn't slow down and he wouldn't let Jimin. This is why he wanted him here after all. He needed support!

"And 50!" He exclaimed in victory. Namjoon smiled, turning around to his boyfriend. Jimin sat on the bench behind him, his own work definitely not completed yet. At that very moment Jimin slowly brought the 12th donut of his pack up to his lips, groaning lowly as he took a bite.

He had sweat building on his brow, his face flushed red from exhaustion as he had just scoffed a large chip bags, his first bottle of gainer shake and the whole 2 dozen donuts. Namjoon was impressed with the start to his workout today.

He ran his eyes over his tubby boyfriend, lingering a little longer on the girls sports bra he had Jimin don while they did his training each day and the short shorts he wore to show off his thick cellulite thighs.

Jimin used to wear more clothings, but since his weight started to rise over 380 pounds, even just sitting and stuffing himself caused him to sweat profusely. Namjoon loved seeing his piggy's skin pink from exhaustion and glisten with sweat just from eating, so they did a little shopping to show off Jimin's body and they both loved it.

"Come on, my love. Just finish the rest and take a break. We will get you in the tub to soak a little while after this." Namjoon promised.

After a feast, one of Jimin's favourite things to do was to sit in the cold hot-tub sized bath they got to soothe his hot, flushed skin. Normally Namjoon would join as well, rubbing Jimin's big belly until he was finished digesting.

"I can't Hyungie." Jimin whined, his stomach a rosy red from being stuffed to the extreme. He had gotten through three quarters of his whole feed as Namjoon finished his own set, but now Jimin was coming to his breaking point.

His body would not force anymore food into him. His arms ached, his body trembled and his belly was starting to let out loud and long protests. "I think I overdid myself today." Jimin rested a hand on the curve of his tummy, leaning back against the wall behind him.

But Namjoon knew it wasn't true. This was a mere 11,000 calories worth of food which Jimin could normally trump easily. He just needed Namjoon's help.

"I'm sure you can finish this off my love." Namjoon walked over, seeing what food Jimin had left of his afternoon snack.

A full bag of chips and two gainer shakes. It wasn't as bad as Namjoon thought at all. He could get Jimin to finish them easily.

"N-no, not today Joonie, please." Jimin huffed, feeling like his belly was about to explode. He didn't know why he was feeling so bad, could it have been the half cake he snuck between morning tea and lunch? Or possibly the extra two burgers he ordered for lunch that he hid from his boyfriend in humiliation?

Jimin and his internalised fatphobia always got the best of him, though his stomach put up a very good fight.

"Oh don't be a baby, Minnie." Namjoon clicked his tongue at the younger, sounding disappointed in him. "You normally have this easy. My big baby could swallow this much food in his sleep..." Namjoon looked up to Jimin with dark eyes. "Did my baby eat something else? Were you being a naughty boy?"

Jimin's heart raced. Yes he had been but he couldn't let Namjoon know, he was embarrassed that he couldn’t control his hunger. The haze was getting to Jimin quicker than normal. "No Joonie, I swear, Minnie is just full today." He hiccuped dramatically, feeling his large bloated belly jiggle in pain as he did. A little lie wasn't going to hurt, was it?

Namjoon's eyes squinted. He knew his baby too well. Namjoon wasn't dumb at all, but he didn’t know why Jimin was hiding, especially in this situation because, well any more food Jimin had eaten before meant extra calories into today and that’s what they wanted, right.

"Well then, if you haven't had any extra, I'm sure you can fit a little more in then, honey." Namjoon kept his voice light and his expression bright, even with his suspicious eyes staring into Jimin's soul. He was waiting for Jimin to come clean and trust that he, as his feeder, knew him well enough.

Jimin fiddled with his fingers for a moment cursing himself for lying 5 seconds ago. He couldn't admit to it now though, he'd look like a fool and he was worried Namjoon would be upset with him for lying, so he would keep it a secret and accept anymore food in his mouth.

"Maybe just a few more bites than Hyungie, but I really am full." Jimin mumbled, with big puppy dog eyes on to pull at his boyfriend's heartstrings.

But Namjoon had grown immune to his big brown pupils. It took time, nearly 10 years of it, but he succeeded. "If you say so, baby.” Namjoon tried to let Jimin keep control in the moment, but he couldn’t help feeling a little down as he grabbed the bag of salty chips and a shake to wash it down with.

Namjoon’s hurt feelings had him being a little rougher with his boyfriend than he normally liked, but his brain was only half focused on Jimin now. The other was overthinking what was happening.

"N-nuh-" Jimin shook his head, not wanting both but the first mouthful of food was already being pushed past his lips. He quickly chewed like the good little piggy he was, his mouth moving automatically just because there was food in front of him.

Namjoon got the first three handfuls in before he dumped a quarter of the drink down Jimin's throat. There was barely time for the boy to breathe, only managing whines and moans of discomfort around the food.

Soon, once he had finished with the first shake, Namjoon opted to not pick up the next just yet and decided to slide his spare hand down Jimin's burgeoning stomach and into his tiny, booty pants, cupping the fat covered cock.

Jimin's eyes went wide, feeling Namjoon's thumb start to rub his tip already. To Jimin's surprise it managed to open his mouth wider with more pleasurable moans, allowing Namjoon to stuff bigger handfuls of chips in.

In seconds the chip bag was empty, and Namjoon had another bottle of gainer shake at Jimin's lips. Once the bottle was secured, like a baby, he released it as well, moving his other hand to Jimin's belly, rubbing the hot skin while starting to tug on his shaft.

Jimin let out little squeals and whimpers of protest, finding it hard to swallow with the little gasps and hiccups he made as his cock got pleasured, but the bottle was unrelenting and Jimin was too food dumb to think of pulling it from his mouth.

Gravity had it pumping mouthful after mouthful into his anyway. Jimin had to close his eyes to stop the tears from spilling as he choked down more and more milk substance.

"H-Hyung..." Jimin gasped once the second shake was gone. He finally raised his own hands to remove the bottle, begging his boyfriend to stop. "I'm sorry. I did sneak some food but I'm so full now!" He could feel his belly start to brush against his thighs which were spread wide already to give it some room. He was beyond stuffed now.

Namjoon paused his ministrations on the boy's body to look up at Jimin, eyes locking on. "So you lied to me?" He frowned, disappointed that Jimin didn’t just say so earlier. He knew the younger hated being in trouble.

"I did." Jimin sniffled, wiping at his lips where the salt and little bits of liquid had collected, but to his own surprise his fingers found their way into his mouth, making sure he licked it all up still. "I-I was hungry before but I'm so full now." He finished the confession with a loud burp.

Namjoon's soft, disappointed expression hurt the younger boy. He hoped that the elder wouldn’t be too mad with him but instead it just looked like Namjoon was upset.

"That's very naughty of you baby." Namjoon frowned and slipped his hands out of Jimin's pants, standing back up and moving away.

It left Jimin in complete shock. He wasn't mad but disappointed, which is always worse. "Wait Hyungie?" Jimin asked when he saw Namjoon put on a slight frown and step away.

"If you don't trust me with the truth Jimin-ah, how can we trust each other?"

Was Namjoon really hurt by this? Jimin hadn’t meant to not put trust in him, he just wanted some cake earlier, and burgers, and maybe a whole bag of chips before this…

Jimin pushed all of the food packets off himself and stood up, his knees popping and cracking under his heavy weight as he did.

“Hyungie…” he said with little tears in his eyes, grabbing the elders hands. “I never meant to not trust you… of course I trust you with the truth… I-i guess I’m just still a little nervous about eating without restrictions anymore.” Jimin lowered his head, disappointed in himself.

“After 20 years of being good or having to hide my snacking, I still feel the need to keep my hunger and food a secret so I’m not being judged…” Jimin pouted. He truly did trust Namjoon 100%.

The elder sighed, grabbing Jimin’s other hand in his and pulling him into a hug. “I guess it will still take us some time to get over our insecurities.” Namjoon felt bad for jumping down Jimin's throat when he clearly didn’t do it on purpose to hurt him.

Jimin nodded against the taller boy's chest, his fat body too wide for Namjoon’s hands to meet around him, so he just patted Jimin’s back. “We will just keep working on it together…” Namjoon said.

“Thank you Hyungie.” Jimin snuggled in closer, finding comfort in his boyfriend's arms, but the squeeze brought out a little toot making him blush against Namjoon.

The elder just started laughing at his cute chubby boyfriend, giving Jimin’s soft cheeks a kiss. “I guess you really were full.”