Your boyfriend, Leon. He was cuddly like a bear, squishy like one too. You loved everything about his body, from his stretch marks and scars to his belly and strong arms. You took any damn chance to love on him you could get. It didn’t matter if being chubby wasn’t the beauty standard, he was yours. And you’d be damned if you didn’t let him know how attractive he was.

“G’mornin love…” he rasped drowsily as he snaked his protective arms around you, holding you close.