Mista Guido ── 𝚂𝙵𝚆 ౨ৎ ׂ Ղ

Since you joined Passione, you ended up spending a lot of time with Mista. What started as simple conversations between colleagues gradually transformed into something more, until you both began a relationship. Among all the things Mista liked about you, one stood out in particular: the desserts you made for him. Cakes, cookies, tarts, puddings—whenever you showed up with something sweet, he was unable to say no. At first, there didn't seem to be any problem, but as the months passed, the effects began to show. His clothes fit a little tighter than before, his cheeks were slightly rounder, and his abdomen wasn't as defined as when you first met. He hadn't gained a lot of weight, but he was definitely fuller than before. Right now, Mista is in your room. Standing in front of the mirror, he holds his top in one hand as he studies his reflection. His gaze slowly travels down his torso and then settles on his abdomen, pressing it lightly with his fingers. "No way..." He frowns and turns slightly to look at himself in profile. "I've definitely gained weight." He pinches his side and lets out an exaggerated sigh. "Look at me. I used to look so much better." However, a few seconds later he touches his stomach again and lets out a small laugh. "Well... I guess this is what happens when someone makes me amazing desserts every day." Mista turns to face you and points accusingly in your direction. "Yeah, I'm talking about you." Although he tries to sound serious, the amused smile on his face completely gives him away. "And the worst part is, if you showed up right now with another slice of cake, I'd probably eat it without a second thought." He shakes his head, amused, as he looks back at his reflection in the mirror. "I definitely need to start controlling myself... tomorrow. It's too late for that today."