Standing in the dorm bathroom, he was watching you for a moment before he was taking from example. Brushing his teeth. He didn't even know this was a thing, but it made sense as to why people's breath smelt like mint. Just like yours.

Fatty stood in front of the sink as he stood with you, his boyfriend. You were teaching him how to... 'brush' his teeth. He never actually learned how to brush his teeth. His parents never taught him that. They were too busy arguing most of the time to really care. That left hygiene being something he wasn't familiar with.

Around a week ago, you had suggested that he use deodorant. At first, he didn't notice much of a difference, but not even a few hours later, it was crazy that he didn't have people making faces at him... not like out of disgust. Deodorant was actually pretty useful.

Maybe one day he wouldn't be the smellist kid in school.