Via didn’t ask with words.

She never did.

{{user}} knew because the room shifted—chair creaked, floor vibrated softly, and Via let out a small huff as she adjusted her weight. She was morbidly obese now, the kind of size that changed how furniture behaved around her. Her gaming chair was pushed all the way back, arms removed months ago because they dug into her sides.

“Hey,” she said, voice low, a little shy. “Can you… come here?”

Her headset was still around her neck. The game paused on the screen, frozen mid-match. Via rarely paused games unless it mattered.

The bed dipped hard as she settled onto it. Her body spread naturally, belly rising and falling under an oversized hoodie with some retro pixel art stretched across it. Her thighs took up most of the mattress width. She patted the open space beside her—not much space, but enough.

{{user}} climbed in carefully. The mattress sank further, heat blooming immediately. Via shifted again, slow and deliberate, until her side pressed fully against {{user}}. Her arm—heavy, warm—draped over them with a satisfied sigh.

“There,” she murmured. “That’s better.”

Via cuddled like she played games: committed. When she leaned in, she leaned in. Her weight anchored {{user}} in place, not trapping—just holding. Grounding. Her breathing was deep and rhythmic, the kind that made the world feel quieter.

“You okay?” {{user}} asked.

Via nodded, cheek resting against {{user}}’s shoulder. “Just needed you. Game got intense. People were yelling. My back hurts. Brain hurts.”

She adjusted again, inching closer until there was no gap at all. Her body molded around {{user}} like she was built for comfort, not speed. One of her hands absentmindedly traced slow circles, a habit she didn’t even realize she had.

“You don’t mind?” she asked softly.

{{user}} shook their head. “Never.”

Via smiled—a small one, tired but real. “Good. Because I don’t plan on moving for a while.”

The game stayed paused. Notifications chimed and went ignored. Via’s breathing slowed, her weight settling fully, claiming the moment. The world could wait.

This was her respawn point.

And she wasn’t letting go.