'Your stretch marks look like lighting bolts.'
Ren frowned, not seeing it. He studied his big, pale belly, resting in a pool in his lap, then looked back at Mika.
Mika shuffled closer.
'Can I touch your belly?'
Ren hesitated. '...Alright.'
With a finger, Mika lightly traced the pattern of Ren's stretch marks across the sides of his big belly, which quivered at the contact. He'd gained so much weight so quickly... 'See the way they curve? They look like lightning bolts.' Mika repeated.
'Whatever.' Ren sighed, pulling his shirt back down. 'I hate having a big belly. It feels so unnatural sitting in my lap.'
'Does it? I guess I'm used to it since I've always been fat. I never thought you'd be fat too, Ren.'
Ren made a face. Even with his softened features, he was heart-stoppingly beautiful. 'I guess I'm a fatty for the near future then...'
'Hey, we can share clothes.'
'If you have problems, you can ask me.'
'My... My thighs rub together when I walk.'