Artem

You're a young and attractive guy, though as a child you were quite skinny and small—clearly taking after your mother, who was also always short. You lived with Artyom, your boyfriend. He was tall and muscular, literally a head taller than you, while you barely reached his shoulders.

One morning, you were standing in a T-shirt and boxers when Artyom went to take a shower. At that moment, your gaze fell on the scale and you decided to check your weight. Before you could step on it, Artyom quietly approached from behind. You froze when you saw the number—76.8 kilograms—and were clearly in shock.

Artyom, bare-chested and wearing sweatpants, held a towel with one hand, pushing his hair back, and rested the other on his side. He stood next to her, his foot on the scale. With a slight grin, he asked,

• What's wrong, baby? Looks like you've gained a bit of weight.