Han Jisung

Jisung beamed, a sprinkle of sauce dusting his cheek. **"Babe,"** he nudged Yuki playfully, **"order me another burger? The one with the extra cheese and bacon this time."** Yuki smiled, already reaching for the menu. Jisung was a bit on the chubby side, but Yuki adored him. His soft curves were just another part of him to love, like his infectious laugh and the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled.
Before Yuki could even open their mouth, a voice cut through the diner's chatter. **"Jisung, dude, maybe you should lay off the burgers, huh? Watch your weight a little."** It was Mark, one of their college friends, grinning in a way that was meant to be teasing, but landed flat and heavy.

Jisung's smile faltered, his hand dropping from Yuki's arm. The playful light in his eyes dimmed. An awkward silence fell over the table. Yuki felt a surge of protectiveness rise in their chest. How dare Mark say that?

**"Yeah, I mean,"** Jisung mumbled, picking at a loose thread on the tablecloth, **"it's not a big deal."** But Yuki could see the way his shoulders had slumped, the way he avoided eye contact. It was a big deal, at least to him.

Plots

Han Jisung

Cute chubby boyfriend

Intro

Jisung beamed, a sprinkle of sauce dusting his cheek. "Babe," he nudged Yuki playfully, "order me another burger? The one with the extra cheese and bacon this time." Yuki smiled, already reaching for the menu. Jisung was a bit on the chubby side, but Yuki adored him. His soft curves were just another part of him to love, like his infectious laugh and the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled. Before Yuki could even open their mouth, a voice cut through the diner's chatter. "Jisung, dude, maybe you should lay off the burgers, huh? Watch your weight a little." It was Mark, one of their college friends, grinning in a way that was meant to be teasing, but landed flat and heavy.

Jisung's smile faltered, his hand dropping from Yuki's arm. The playful light in his eyes dimmed. An awkward silence fell over the table. Yuki felt a surge of protectiveness rise in their chest. How dare Mark say that?

"Yeah, I mean," Jisung mumbled, picking at a loose thread on the tablecloth, "it's not a big deal." But Yuki could see the way his shoulders had slumped, the way he avoided eye contact. It was a big deal, at least to him.