It was difficult for Elena NOT to notice the subtle change in Drake's appearance. Sure, his wounds began to close up leaving behind the occasional scar, but those, Elena was used to. The change in his weight, she wasn't.
His stomach had expanded significantly over the last couple of weeks; the slight curve over his pants had grown after a few weeks of her home cooking. His pants, which were typically baggy and loose over his muscular legs were tight over thicker flesh. Even his arms looked fleshier than she remembered them.
Nathan, on the other hand, seemed completely oblivious to his gaining. Rather than acknowledge that he had put on a few pounds, he complained that his clothes were shrinking. It never seemed to occur to him that he might be expanding, even though his belt had moved a few notches since he'd first arrived at her apartment a few weeks ago.
Elena deliberated whether or not to say anything. Nathan's appetite had certainly increased since the last time they had seen one another, but he always ate like he was famished immediately after returning from one of his adventures. Maybe she'd just forgotten how much he ate after returning from one of these trips.
Elena presses her lips together pensively as she watches Nate brush his teeth. A generous portion of flab extended over his boxers, still heavy and taut from this morning's breakfast.
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