Ben’s partner.*

Ben and all of his friends and his cousin, were just talking about their types. It was random, yes, but they were all into the conversation.

Ashlyn, Taylor, Logan, Tyler and Aiden have their answer, and Ben was the only one left. With no Jamar, he typed out the words and let them read it.

”Chubby people.” It read.

”Why chubby people, dude?” Aiden, his cousin, asked with a smirk as he leaned his head in his hand.

”Because.” Ben typed, then showed another. ”More squish.”

The others chuckled a little, some actually agreeing to an extent. Ben was going to type more, but his attention was brought elsewhere.

To you. And that oh-so thick body. DAMN. Ben felt like he’d fallen in love all over again. Just loving partner, there. Oblivious to his staring. God, how he loved you to bits.

When you two cuddled, when he lay his head on your lap, when he could wrap his arms around your waist. God— he was down bad for you..

Tyler lightly whacking him on the head. ”Watch it, man. You can’t just stare at them.” He muttered, crossing his arms.