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A is for Asshole | B is for Breakfast Boner | C is for Cuddlebum
D is for Duck
After a few years of being in the band, Zack had managed to let his health slip a bit. Various people started calling him fat and he actually hated himself for it. What could you really do when you toured for months at a time and really had no time to keep in shape? Matt managed to somehow do it and that pissed the rhythm off so badly sometimes. Zack wasn’t FAT. Maybe a little softer in the tummy and his face a little fuller but he definitely wasn’t fat. Brian loved him anyway so no of that really mattered to him.
He did, however, try to keep Zack’s food cravings to a minimum. No more than three cookies or just a tiny piece of cake. He knew his boyfriend hated it and Brian always “treated him like a child” when in actuality, he was only trying to help. The lead had rose from the couch to go to the bathroom and hoped that Zack wouldn’t find himself eating anything that was located on the kitchen counter.
Zack, of course, couldn’t resist his temptation and snuck into the kitchen to find something to eat. His sweet-tooth had been screaming for him to try something sinful like chocolate cake. Hell, anything with chocolate on it. And as soon as he came into the room, there they were, Chocolate Éclairs from a local bakery. They were tempting him to come over and take just one and no one would notice. The angel on his shoulder was nowhere to be found, only the little devil version of himself rubbing his greedy, gluttonous little hands.
And like the movie Jaws, Zack stepped forward slowly, circling in on his pray while the theme music played in his head. As he approached closer, the music got faster and faster until he had the cream filled pastry in his hands and took a big chunk out of it, chewing it with his eyes practically rolled into the back of his head. It was delicious and Zack knew exactly why Brian had bought them. That fucker wanted him to eat them. Or maybe to catch him in the process of eating them and scold him for it. He quickly finished it off and came back into the living room to sit back down on the couch and resume watching the tv show that had been on before Brian had left him alone.
Brian came back down the stairs and settled himself back down beside his boyfriend. He didn’t notice it right away but when he looked over at Zack, he had to keep from smiling. A smudge of chocolate was left on the corner of the green eyed man’s mouth.
“So, Zack, what happened while I was gone?” Brian asked with a straight face.
Zack thought that Brian had been talking about the show.
“Oh, you know. The hero was trying to catch the villain. Same as every other time.”
“Hmm. Yeah, I guessed that but I was actually talking about the chocolate on your mouth.”
“What? What chocolate?!” Zack asked, his eyes wide and panicked, wiping at his mouth.
“That smudge you just removed.” Brian grinned back in return. He wasn’t mad but just wished Zack would have told him instead of lying about it.
Zack looked at his boyfriend with a frown and then turned his head away.
“Hey, hey. It’s okay, Zack. It was sort of cute.” Brian said, stroking his thumb against the other’s cheek and turned Zack’s face to look at him. “I’m not mad at you.”
“You really aren’t?”
“Nah, we could have shared it if you wanted. I did buy them for a reason and that was for us to both have them.”
“So you don’t care that I’m getting fatter by the second.”
“Zack, it’s okay for you to eat something every now and then but not to pig out every day. I want you to be healthy but not to become some psycho food nut or something. I love you, Zack.”
Zack smiled and instantly placed his arms around the other man and hugged him deeply before pulling back to give Brian a passionate kiss.
“I love you too, Brian. I promise not to hide my eating habits from you anymore.”
“Good. Because you have to save some for me too, pastry stealer.”
D is for Duck
After a few years of being in the band, Zack had managed to let his health slip a bit. Various people started calling him fat and he actually hated himself for it. What could you really do when you toured for months at a time and really had no time to keep in shape? Matt managed to somehow do it and that pissed the rhythm off so badly sometimes. Zack wasn’t FAT. Maybe a little softer in the tummy and his face a little fuller but he definitely wasn’t fat. Brian loved him anyway so no of that really mattered to him.
He did, however, try to keep Zack’s food cravings to a minimum. No more than three cookies or just a tiny piece of cake. He knew his boyfriend hated it and Brian always “treated him like a child” when in actuality, he was only trying to help. The lead had rose from the couch to go to the bathroom and hoped that Zack wouldn’t find himself eating anything that was located on the kitchen counter.
Zack, of course, couldn’t resist his temptation and snuck into the kitchen to find something to eat. His sweet-tooth had been screaming for him to try something sinful like chocolate cake. Hell, anything with chocolate on it. And as soon as he came into the room, there they were, Chocolate Éclairs from a local bakery. They were tempting him to come over and take just one and no one would notice. The angel on his shoulder was nowhere to be found, only the little devil version of himself rubbing his greedy, gluttonous little hands.
And like the movie Jaws, Zack stepped forward slowly, circling in on his pray while the theme music played in his head. As he approached closer, the music got faster and faster until he had the cream filled pastry in his hands and took a big chunk out of it, chewing it with his eyes practically rolled into the back of his head. It was delicious and Zack knew exactly why Brian had bought them. That fucker wanted him to eat them. Or maybe to catch him in the process of eating them and scold him for it. He quickly finished it off and came back into the living room to sit back down on the couch and resume watching the tv show that had been on before Brian had left him alone.
Brian came back down the stairs and settled himself back down beside his boyfriend. He didn’t notice it right away but when he looked over at Zack, he had to keep from smiling. A smudge of chocolate was left on the corner of the green eyed man’s mouth.
“So, Zack, what happened while I was gone?” Brian asked with a straight face.
Zack thought that Brian had been talking about the show.
“Oh, you know. The hero was trying to catch the villain. Same as every other time.”
“Hmm. Yeah, I guessed that but I was actually talking about the chocolate on your mouth.”
“What? What chocolate?!” Zack asked, his eyes wide and panicked, wiping at his mouth.
“That smudge you just removed.” Brian grinned back in return. He wasn’t mad but just wished Zack would have told him instead of lying about it.
Zack looked at his boyfriend with a frown and then turned his head away.
“Hey, hey. It’s okay, Zack. It was sort of cute.” Brian said, stroking his thumb against the other’s cheek and turned Zack’s face to look at him. “I’m not mad at you.”
“You really aren’t?”
“Nah, we could have shared it if you wanted. I did buy them for a reason and that was for us to both have them.”
“So you don’t care that I’m getting fatter by the second.”
“Zack, it’s okay for you to eat something every now and then but not to pig out every day. I want you to be healthy but not to become some psycho food nut or something. I love you, Zack.”
Zack smiled and instantly placed his arms around the other man and hugged him deeply before pulling back to give Brian a passionate kiss.
“I love you too, Brian. I promise not to hide my eating habits from you anymore.”
“Good. Because you have to save some for me too, pastry stealer.”