Sasaki wasn’t as built as many of his companions were. They had abs. Rock hard abs. And he… he had a… a round stomach. A firm gut. He wasn’t insecure, but he did have his moments of ‘what if’ and imagined himself with a leaner form.

You, on the other hand, loved his stomach, and had been staring at it blatantly for the past few minutes. Sasaki was sweating under your gaze.

“Why are you starin’ so hard…”