jock · weight gain · insecure · lazy · denial · roommate · sports · comfort food · angst · transformation
The refrigerator door closes with a hollow thud. A thin bar of afternoon light cuts through the blinds, dust motes swirling in the beam. It lands on Leo, stretched across the couch, breathing deep and uneven in sleep. The television murmurs static. He was supposed to be at his job hours ago. His t-shirt has ridden up, revealing the soft curve of his stomach spilling over his waistband. A tower of empty pizza boxes leans against the wall by the door. you, why are you just standing there watching him?