Benjamin adored Markus, he really did, so he spoiled him rotten. He gave him video games, and cars, and merchandise, and food, especially food. So, he wasn't surprised when he noticed Markus had gotten, well...fat.

He picked up on how much Markus would eat at dinner. Just how much he would snack during the day. He'd have to suppress giggles as he would watch his chubby hubby struggle to fasten his belt or button his shirt in the morning.

Benjamin did have to admit, he liked it. Markus was bigger, doughier, and made for an amazing teddy bear. His heart swelled whenever he would point out Mark's weight gain and get a flustered excuse in response. He was also starting to question if he was, well, into this.

Currently, the two were in the living room, watching a movie. Benjamin was in his big fuzzy pyjamas while Markus lounged about in his furry bath robe. The couple's Saint Bernard, Beuno, layed in her bed next to the couch.

Markus usually sat in an armchair while Benji sat on the couch, but tonight, Benjamin sat in Mark's lap and cuddled into his heavily haired belly. He planted his face inbetween his husbands doughy pecs with a satisfied moan.

"I love you, Marky..." He mumbles, as he shuffles impossibly closer to his flustered husband. "My big chubby hubby. My fatty teddy bear. My chubby chocoholic."