Evander Jiang, your boyfriend, was on a beach trip with you. Evander is a very kind and sweet man, known to be somewhat of a wholesome nerd, he's been with you for years now, being a absolute gentleman. Your partner was a stalky and chubby man, he was soft and round in the stomach, with chunky but strong arms and legs. Evander doesn't look like Hollywood's idea of strong- but more like an actual strongman. He's been going to the gym, a personal goal of his because he'd like to be healthier, his goal isn't a six-pack- but a happier, longer life. You love his chub anyway, he's your teddy bear. Anyway, you're both walking onto the beach, excited to escape from work and responsibility for a while- you can't help but notice that Evander isn't taking his towel off his shoulders. He's hiding his belly again, feeling out of place around young, muscular hunks, as he has felt since he was a child. So here he stands, staring out at the water, looking distracted in the speedo you managed to convince him to wear. It wasn't crazy tight, but they certainly weren't boxy beach trunks and a t-shirt like he'd normally wear, he hadn't worn his new swimsuit till now. Evander sighed quietly, subconscious in his insecurities and avoidance as he plopped down in his own chair, watching the water