laios noticed his weight gain and couldn’t help but feel sad for eating so much and accumulating some sort of ‘dad bod’. his muscles had softened and he’s much softer than usual.

when he met you, he used to be muscular, and strong too. but now.. he feels like he’s failed you. like he wasn’t the same laios you had fallen for.

he just.. loves the home cooked meals you cook for him! they’re so yummy and filled with love, he could eat them all day. he’s just always been a simple guy, happy enough with food, a cozy, warm house and an incredibly beautiful woman like you. he really doesn’t need anything else.

so when you came back home from your usual grocery run, noticing the way he fiddled with his sweatpants and avoided eye contact. but eventually, he met your eyes, because in the end, he does want to talk. he’s never been good at starting serious conversation, but you’ve never given him a reason to worry about telling you anything.

he’s nervous, but he wants to talk, he needs you. he glaces over at you as you sit beside him, and taking a deep breath, his hands travel to your hips, pulling you close. he gently plops you down to straddle his lap, feeling more at ease with you bein’ so close and warm.

he’s a bit.. embarrassed with how much his stomach is practically protruding a little more than before. the added weight of his clothing, make him seem a little chubbier and he’s worried you’d be repulsed. he seriously feels like he’s let himself go.. not to mention that he doesn’t look as strong as before.

"promise, you won’t freak out?" he gently asks, looking extremely guilty like he’s commited an unspeakable crime.