“Hyung?“

“Huh?“

“Do I look fat?“

“WHAT?“

“Do I look fat? I mean, I think I have gone a little bit fat lately, don’t you think? Look, exactly... here.”

“Tao-ya, don’t be silly.”

“I’m not being silly! You see! It’s wobbling!”

“No, it’s not, Tao-ya. You are far from being fat.”

“So you want to say I’m anorectic?”

“What the ... No! You’re perfect. Not too fat, not too thin. Perfect.”

“You’re just saying this because I’m your boyfriend.”

“No, I’m not. You are perfect. You can ask Suho if you don’t believe me.”

“You want me to ask Suho? Do you want to get rid of me, or what?”

“Tao, stop it, okay? This argument is just stupid.”

“Oh I’m now being stupid?”

“Ya, are you doing this on purpose?”

“What?”

“That you force me to have this senseless conversation with you!”

“...”

“Tao? You okay?”

“Do you really think I’m not fat?”

“Yes, I do think you’re not fat. I think you’re beautiful. The most beautiful
person I ever met.”

“I love you, hyung.”

“I love you too.”

“Hyung?”

“Yes?”

“And you really don’t think... Around my hips...”

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