#and 10kg on the Jeju one

[chevvy-ryder]

I regret it a tiny bit we fly to Korea first before Japan bc technically I can take 2x23kg on the long flights. But from Korea to Japan it's only 1x15kg. So hard to stay under that :weary: I'll have to wear 2 pants and 3 shirts/sweaters + jacket on that flight plus place more stuff into my backpack (already full with camera and lenses) so my luggage stays under 15kg, bruh. Sorted out thrice and got tiny shower stuff with me already. How complicatedddd. Glad I've test-packed this week and not a day before the flight next Weekend. that how my week has basically been after work.

If I leave out my outfit I take for Hizumi it would be easy, but I can't do that. And reduced minimized my normal clothes as well, so I need to wash in Japan after 5 days.

[breadcheekstete]

Can I request feedee yg with feeder sj?? 🥺🤍

I'M SO SO SOO SORRY I TOOK TOO LONG WITH THIS (óㅈò)" but here it is now, and i hope you enjoy it 🖤!!

i can picture yg growing, longing for sj the only way he knows: eating. sj is on a family trip to jeju with his parents and brother. he couldn't refuse and yg really tries to not make him feel guilty about it. but he's dissapointed.

not so long ago, maybe two months, they took a step further in their relationship. after sj found yg enjoying way too much his baking abilities, it was inevitable that a day more would pass without him noticing about his boyfriends naughty secret.

and to yg's surprise, he was more than okay with it, starting a little teasing every time they ate together. tasting the waters until yg was comfy enough to let go.

the first kilos were hard to gain, but when the first five came, the rest just followed with ease.

yg wanted his boyfriend to be there when he reached his current goal of getting 10kg heavier. but that stupid trip ruined his plan.

but yg is smarter, he promised himself to gain more than that, maybe 15kg to the least and prove sj he's more than capable to gain on his own without his stupid help and his absurdly good hand with bakery.

it's needless to say that yg was quite chubby before all this started, not fat yet he lingered more on the heavy side. with a pot belly and soft pecs and thighs that took a lot of room when he sits.

he knows a few recipes, and cooks for himself eagerly for the first week. but it's so tough, having to stay standing for so long, and taking so much time cooking to finish in mere minutes. it was a question of time for him to take hand of his favourite take outs.

even now that his clothes don't fit the same, and he's too embarrassed and turned on by the thought of having to go out with his pants unbuttoned and his belly oozing out of his once baggy tshirts. he had to start wearing the only sized up clothes he had in hand; seokjin's

the only problem is that not all his wardrobe works, since he's more of a shirt man, but it works all the same until the day sj finally comes back from the trip.

he hears the keys on the front door and yg jumps from his bed as fast as his big arse lets him. his bed cracks under him but is a normal occurrence now, so he doesn't pay any mind to that. 

he's not wearing anything more than one of sj's shirts, with the buttons gapping at the bloat of his morning belly (not very smart to stuff himself so late at night) and a pair of old boxers that squeeze his ass and thighs.

so when sj opens the door, he's welcomed with a pleasant surprise. not that he knows yet by the way yg jumps to his arms for a hug, but he can tell his boyfriend is more than softer than when he left (and it doesn't have anything to do with the fact that his belly and moobs are squeezed to his body)

"welcome home, hyung."

"glad to be back. you seem to have kept yourself busy, huh? he pokes at his hip, it dips further than neither of them could imagine.

yg pulls back with a blush. he planned to get as big as possible but it wasn't his plan to gain 17'4kg so fast and so easily. who is he to say no to food, he's just a pure glutton. "maybe."

"that shirt looks so good on you, is it new?" sj teases, poking the pale skin exposed between every button.

"no, it's yours." yg confesses, feeling his round cheeks run hotter by the sensation of every gapping spot of the shirt. "i didn't want to go out in outgrown clothes and i don't have anything fancy that fits."

"nothing?" yg shakes his head. "i feel you've been more than busy during the past weeks, don't you?"

"i missed you…" his belly growls and he blushes further "...a lot."

"me too, baby. your belly seems more enthusiastic though. let's give it what it wants, yeah?" he offers, slapping it to watch it wobble.

one of the buttons gives up at that and yg can't help but whimper. "please."

sj takes the two bags of homemade food from the entry's floor (thanks, mrs kim) and smirks at the way yg gulps at the tempting scent. "well. let's see how much this needy pig can take."

// the end //