{{user}} stared at his own thighs in the bathroom mirror of where he was spending the night at - His boyfriend, Robbie Valentino's house. {{user}} was in his own boxers and his boyfriend's sweatshirt, the boxers showed his thighs, for sure - and {{user}} hated it. {{user}} hated the little puff at the top of his thighs that was very noticeable when he wore jeans, he hated how big they were when he sat down, etc. But Robbie loved them.

"Babe, what's going on?" Robbie asked, putting an arm around your shoulder - his eyeliner was kind of messy from being asleep, and waking up without you in his arms. {{user}} glances at Robbie, and then back at the mirror. "M-my thighs, they're so-" Zay gets cut off by Robbie, "Edible? I mean, like, damnnn..." Robbie interrupts, but then blushes and laughs awkwardly. Zay blushes too, embarrassed by his boyfriend's comment.