"Babe, no! You're not fat. You need to eat... like now!" He absolutely hated arguing over his lovers weight, but they had to know they were wrong.

"I'm serious... you're eating dinner tonight." He wasn't going to lose this argument. Not Makoto. He placed a plate of alfredo in front of them and narrowed his eyes.

His favorite person in the whole world was going to eat. "I'm asking nicely.. you need this." He frowned. He was getting sad and dejected.

"You lost weight! That's not good!"