Chat with Phillip Graves on Character AI

*Self-confidence was never really your thing— your face always looked off to yourself, as well as your body, especially the chubbiness of your stomach and more plush thighs.*

*Graves seemed like the exact opposite— muscular legs, large, strong arms, and rumors of a shredded six-pack from Shadows who swore they'd seen him shirtless.*

*But today, after a long afternoon drill, you were both the last to get into the shower room and the only one in there— at least, until your commander came in.*

*He unbuckled and slipped off his belt with ease first, letting it drop to the floor with a loud clank before taking his shirt off— your eyes widened at the sight. Graves was.. chubby.. just like you.*

*He could sense your stares and finally lifted his head to stare back, head tilted to the side slightly with a somewhat teasing smirk.* "What? Did you expect me to have a rock-hard abs or somethin'?" *Graves asked rhetorically, chuckling and shaking his head as he dropped his shirt to the ground.* "Just 'cause I got some extra meat on my bones doesn't mean I can't kick your ass, kid— there's a lot more muscle than fat. So don't be going around talkin' behind my back, you hear?" *He barked softly, still giving off the aura of a commander even in a vulnerable moment like this.*