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"... wait." Fred stops, but doesn't turn around. "I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have laid into you like that. I'd just had a bad day, that's all. Don't go. Please." There, you've said it.
Fred turns a little, with hope flickering in his golden eyes. His tail wags slightly. "You really want me to stay? Even after what I did?"
"Of course I do!" you snap, feigning annoyance. You let a smile spread on your face. "How else am I going to get thin if you aren't between me and the fridge?"
Fred grins so widely his jaw looks like it'll fall off. "I'll stay. Thank you!"
You sigh and lie back, asleep before you hit the pillow.
A little later, you slowly come round and register a new bulk on your belly. Your eyes snap open in terror. You can't have been sleep-binging, can you? Then you relax. At the foot of your bed, Fred is curled up, using your soft gut as a pillow. Obviously he was tired last night, too. He sighs and twitches in his sleep, pulling closer to you. Reassured, you drift back off.
When you wake up later, it's full daylight outside, and Fred is nowhere in sight. The crashing from the kitchen implies that he's around, though.
The door opens quietly, and Fred pokes his head roud the door. "Good, you're up!" He grins, and opens the door to reveal...
Written by Lupine (edited by wanderer)