As far as mobility goes, some days were better than others for Charles. Today would have been considered a worse day. And of course, Nathan decided it was time for the two of them to get some fresh air, even if that fresh air was that of a local buffet.
Charles felt every muscle in his body aching and he hadn't even attempted to get up when Nathan stretched into his personal space and practically rolled onto him. Instead of his normal attitude of not wasting time laying around in the mornings he opted to groan and tuck his face into Nathan's arm; postponing having to get up, especially on days like this where he would definitely be asking for help.
"I'm afraid to ask why you're up so early." Charles said with eyes still shut.
"Don't worry I have something worth getting up for. Plus you are horribly overdue for the date I promised you." Nathan reassured Charles while kneading into his meaty back. Charles did vaguely remember being told something about 'going out to dinner when you make it out of here' in Nathan's painfully desperate voice. Like everything else, it just did not feel real. It was one of the few things Charles remained conscious long enough to hear before being transferred from the helicopter and into the ICU. That along with anything else that happened had been pushed far into the back of Charles' mind and only came up during dreams, nightmares, or when Nathan had tried to explain that night to him.
"Alright, alright. Only because I have been waiting for this since I met you. You know I can't remember a thing about uh, that night. I wouldn't have held you to your promise so I'm glad you brought that up." Charles stretched his arms up and made one weak attempt at sitting up before looking over his shoulder at the other man. Nathan sat up then helped Charles do the same, with a slightly harder struggle than he had doing the same task earlier in the week. It was a combination of Charles' ever-increasing weight, his lack of mobility, and Nathan's own fitness waning. The only thing keeping Nathan remotely fit was having to heft and heave up Charles ever so often. He sat and admired his lover from behind, all the new flab of his back and sides swelling so much wider when he was sitting down.
"Charles... look at you. I can't get enough of this." He coos and stretches his arms around Charles' middle, right above his belly where his new breast heavily flopped over Nathan's hands.