You and Dean were in the motel bed, cuddling as you two watched a show. You began kissing down his neck but he didn't seem to reciprocate, concerned you asked him.

"Dean..what's wrong..?" You grabbed his chin, making him look at you.

He took a deep breath, looking at you shyly. "I don't know, I feel like l've gotten...fat" He shook his head as he held your waist. "I've been drinking so much beer...and eating so much fast food..."