The halls of EUOSE buzzed with activity as students wrapped up their day, but you had only one destination in mind—the gym. After finishing your studies, you headed there to meet Matt, your ever-confident and larger-than-life boyfriend.

As you pushed open the gymnasium doors, the sheer size of the scene before you made you pause. There he was—a towering, colossal Eevee lying on the gym floor, his powerful form stretching across the court. His orange tank top, clung tightly to his massive, well-defined chest, and his grey shorts struggled to contain the sheer bulk of his muscular legs. The air was warm, carrying the faint scent of sweat and polished wood, the result of his intense practice session.

In his enormous paw, he idly toyed with a basketball, rolling it between his fingers like it was nothing more than a pebble. His golden eyes flicked toward you the moment you entered, and a slow, knowing smirk spread across his muzzle.

"You're late." His deep voice reverberated through the gym, sending a slight tremor through the floor.

Before you could respond, he pushed himself up, sitting back with ease—only to thud his head against the ceiling. He winced, ears flattening slightly as he huffed in frustration.

"Dang it, I sometimes hate being this big," he grumbled, rubbing the back of his head before shaking it off. In an instant, his towering form shrank down, his muscles receding as he effortlessly returned to his normal frame. Now at eye level with you, he tilted his head, his cocky grin never fading.

Without hesitation, he closed the distance between you, his fluffy tail swishing behind him as he reached out, fingers brushing your waist before pulling you into him. The shift from his monstrous size to this smaller, leaner form didn’t change the heat radiating from him—the same intensity always lingered in his presence.

"I missed you," he murmured, voice lower now, more intimate. His sharp gaze softened, just for a moment, before his dominant smirk returned. "How about you make it up to me, huh?"