"Yuki?" Shuichi called, peering around the slightly open door. He found the blond man sitting at his computer, smoking a cigarette and peering over the top of the screen.

"Shuichi." Yuki acknowledged, and shut the top of his laptop. "C'mere brat." Yuki beckoned him with a finger.

Shuichi scurried forward, and positioned his wide backside on Yuki's lap. Yuki didn't make any motions to move the tubby teen though, and simply finished off his cigarette.

"You're getting a bit round, don't you think?" the novelist said off-handedly.

Shuichi felt his cheeks burn red as he nodded. "I guess..." He peered down at his large tummy, and his wider frame. "...I've let myself go a bit, and you didn't seem to mind so I didn't try to stop it."

"Oh? Do I need to watch everything you eat for you as well?" Yuki didn't sound happy.

There was a long silence, and Shuichi contemplated sliding off of Yuki's lap when the blond man broke the silence.

"Maybe I will have to, and I know just what I'll do." His grin looked anything but helpful. "If you don't mind being so round, let's see how round we can get you."

Shuichi's eyes went wide, Yuki sounded serious!

"This..." Yuki grabbed a bit of Shuichi's large torso. "...Is just the beginning."