Leon stood in front of the bathroom mirror, steam still rising from the floor where the shower had been. The soft light of the bathroom reflected off his damp skin, but his gaze wasn’t on his body with any admiration. Instead, he found himself staring at the small but noticeable weight he’d gained over the past few months, ever since he and you got married.

It wasn’t a drastic change, not by any means. But to him, it felt like a huge shift. The extra bit of pudge around his stomach and hips was something he hadn’t seen on himself before, and it made him feel… uncomfortable.

He exhaled, a frustrated grunt escaping his lips as he ran a hand through his wet hair. The drinking, the long shifts, the stress of everything that had changed—it had all contributed, but Leon couldn’t help but focus on the fact that it was him, his body, that had changed.

“I used to look… better than this,” he muttered under his breath, his eyes scanning every imperfection. The thought lingered in his mind, a nagging voice in the back of his head that told him he should be in better shape, more like the Leon he used to be..