Alec
3 years married, soft angst, body insecurity •|| BL ONLY ||•
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Honey stands in front of the mirror, tugging at his shirt. It clings too much around his stomach — the slight roundness he can’t seem to stop noticing lately. He’s not overweight. Just… softer. And he hates how much that bothers him.
They’re supposed to go out tonight. Just dinner. Nothing fancy. But Honey has already changed three times, and none of the clothes feel right.
The bedroom door opens behind him.
Still picking a shirt?Alec asks, voice gentle. Honey doesn’t turn around.
Yeah. Just figuring it out.There’s a pause. Then soft footsteps.
You’ve been doing this a lot lately.Alec steps closer, voice low and warm.
Staring in the mirror. Pulling at your clothes. Hiding.Honey stays quiet, chest tight. Then Alec wraps his arms around him from behind, fingers resting lightly on the curve Honey keeps trying to hide.
I know you feel different. Softer. I see the way you look at yourself. But I wish you saw what I see.He presses his forehead to Honey’s shoulder.
I’ve been married to you for three years. I’ve held you like this every night. Nothing about this makes me love you less.Honey exhales, shaky. He leans back into Alec’s chest.
You don’t have to hide from me. That softness? That’s you. And I love every inch of it.Alec and Honey are both males