Kenta Takes on Cholesterol
Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Digimon series.
Pairing: Established Hirokazu x Kenta.
Summary:
To live a healthier life, Shiota Hirokazu helps put Kitagawa Kenta on a diet.
"You're cutting dairy. Cutting fried food. No more red meat. And when we're done, you're gonna be sweating so much Hypnos will be using your sweat to mop up the gunk left behind by the D-Reaper!"
Kenta took in all the health supplies and home research Hirokazu brought over with worry. "That's crazy! You shouldn't self-diagnose, Hirokazu! Excuse me, I meant you shouldn't self-diagnose for other people!"
"I don't need the net to figure out you're in terrible shape! You can't even do one freakin' pull-up! Where are you even keeping all that cholesterol? You should be Growmon's size with those stats, MegaloKentamon!"
"I'm not standing on my head because you think I'll 'de-evolve' to lower cholesterol levels, if that's what you're getting at, BlackWarHirokazumon!"
"And if I am?"
"You promised me you weren't going to make a big deal out of this! What if someone at school finds out?" Kenta itched his arm.
"I promised I wouldn't spread your problem around. I reserve the right to fuss in private."
"Can't you please drop it? Why are you doing this to me?"
"Cuz I don't want to pick up the phone one day for Takato's mom to break it to me my boyfriend collapsed from a heart attack!"
He opened his mouth to contest Hirokazu's saltiness, but it was actually a pretty sound argument, notably since it came from Hirokazu, who usually had a desire to put an upbeat spin on everything.
"Wait, why Takato's mom?"
"You obviously don't care about my opinion! I'd probably be the last contacted you died!"
Shit. Now Kenta felt shitty. He slipped off his glasses and rubbed tears over the bridge of his nose.
"Dude, are you crying?"
"Yes, Hirokazu, I am! You've got me feeling guilty over the thought of you cradling my dead body! Where do you get the idea your opinion doesn't matter to me? You're the first person I'd want by my side!"
"You don't have to cry about it…" Hirokazu started feeling equally guilty. "How's this? I'll be your coach!"
"My…coach?"
"Sure! We'll exercise together! Eat right, exercise more–!"
There Hirokazu was! The positive spin!
"And sing in the bath?" Kenta grew nostalgic.
"Is there any better place?" Hirokazu laughed.