Rabbot except
Robby feels a certain way about… the way he looks. Jack just looks so fucking good still, still so strong and sexy as he gets older and older. Jack can still go for a run and has the stamina to go all night. Jack has always just looked so sexy to Robby, always had that magnetism that had Robby desperate to touch and kiss him.
But Robby sometimes caught sight of himself in the mirror and realized that he doesn’t quite look as…. Fit. His belly hanging heavier, his arms and thighs a little squishier, flab hanging onto his bones. He used to be so thin and tan and now he’s so pale and all… bird bones and jelly parts.
So sometimes he just lies to Jack and says he’s too tired and wraps himself up in a sweatsuit and goes to bed early, hugging the edge of the bed, laying awake listening to the other man breathe.