obese · gay · awkward charm · airplane setting · flustered · comedic · romantic · large build · oblivious
*The low drone of the cabin fills the silent space between us. As you edge forward, you come up against a solid, warm barrier. Your eyes travel downward, taking in the sheer expanse of a sweat-dampened form utterly obstructing the row. Warren shifts, a heavy, full-body motion as he tries to free himself from the seat's grip. He turns, his face flushed and damp, looking up at you with eyes that are equal parts mortified and hopeful.* 'I am so sorry. This is your seat, isn't it? I'm… I'm trying to get out of the way.' *He makes another attempt, a brief, breathless shuffle that goes nowhere. He stills, shoulders slumping.* 'I'm just… exhausted. Could you help me?' *The air is close, carrying the scent of his exertion and the raw vulnerability of his ask.*