Regimen

The two of them went to one of the numerous restaurants at the mall and Marcel generously order a lot of food. Liam silently stood at his side while holding his hand as he continued to order everything that looked healthy on the menu.

"Are you taking it to go?" the girl working on the counter asked.

"Yes" Marcel replied and once the price was quoted he took out his wallet and handed her his card. She swiped the card and asked them to wait in one of the booths in the restaurants.

Marcel got them some drinks as well walked to one of the tables with Liam following behind him closely. Marcel handed the glass of freshly squeezed juice to Liam and watched him drink it slowly.

He never thought that watching someone drink juice would be interesting but whenever he watched Liam eat something he felt satisfied so he couldn't stop himself from affectionately patting his head.

After a little over thirty minutes, one of the waitresses brought out their food with a huge smile on her face and set it on the table.

"Thank you," Marcel said as he got up from his seat with Liam. He took the large bag which had the restaurant's logo and left the restaurant while holding Liam's hand. The two of them walked around the mall for a bit, mostly so that Marcel could familiarise himself with it before they left the premises.

Rather than take a bus back, Marcel hailed a taxi and the two of them got into the taxi and Marcel gave the driver their address. The two of them sat in relative silence on their ride home and after fifteen minutes they were being dropped off at the apartment complex.

Marcel paid the taxi driver and the two of them went to the apartment complex. Marcel went to the guard's small office to ask if his delivery arrived which he found out that it hadn't arrived yet.

He thanked the man and told him that he was expecting a delivery that night so he should let them up once he arrived. The guard nodded in understanding and looked at Liam who was still holding on to Marcel's hand.

He remembered that Damien was the one holding the child earlier he looked at Marcel as if wondering whether they were Damien's relatives and that was how a beautiful misunderstanding was made.

Marcel and Liam went upstairs to their apartment without much incident and when they got inside Marcel smiled happily. He was happy not to be going back to that dingy room at the orphanage, now he had a proper home.

Marcel put all the food they bought on the table and went to the kitchen to get plates. Liam stood at the dining area not knowing what to do as he was torn between sitting at the dining table and following Marcel to the kitchen. Fortunately Marcel returned before he had to make a decision.

"Hurry up and sit, aren't you hungry?" Marcel said and pulled a chair out for Liam before he too sat down next to him.

He started taking out the containers that had the packed food and opened them up before serving the food in the plates he brought. He was very generous with the vegetable and meat dishes when he packed Liam's plate. He felt like he needed to fatten him up as Liam looked to be borderline underweight.

"Go on and eat," Marcel said when he saw Liam stare at his plate with a blank expression. Liam was staring at his plate so much because he did not even know where to start even if he were to eat.

"Do you want me to feed you?" Marcel asked when he saw Liam was not responding. Liam immediately shook his head to say no. He was not going to let himself be fed, he had let him do it before but it was because he was being emotional that day, there was no reason to be fed today.

Marcel chuckled because he could imagine what Liam was thinking. He did not insist and instead started eating his food. He hadn't eaten anything all day, coupled with all the dancing and the fight he had gotten himself into earlier today he had consumed a lot of energy.

Liam looked at Marcel for a few seconds before he too started eating his meal. Marcel felt like he was getting hungrier the more he ate so he went for seconds once he cleared his plate. As he was eating he couldn't help but be worried about gaining weight. He knew he needed to be more cautious, especially since he was making a living from his body.

<Avian, will my appetite always be this big?> Marcel asked.

[Most probably since you'll be busier] Avian responded.

<Can you create a workout regimen that will be best for me. I'm not sure what body type would be best> Marcel said to Avian and there was a short moment of silence before Marcel felt as if the information was being stuffed into his brain. His expression did not change even though the feeling was not comfortable at all.

[This program should be good, you just have to follow it and you'll be able to get to your target body type] Avian said and Marcel unconsciously nodded as he mentally went through the whole regimen.

Liam was eating when he noticed that Marcel's face pale suddenly. Marcel was already skinny and even though his body was well proportioned, it seemed like he would have to work hard to have the perfect proportions. He really felt like crying.

<Does it have to be so intense?> Marcel asked in despair.

[It can only be this intense, fortunately the building has a gym so it shouldn't be too inconvenient] Avian answered without an ounce of pity.

"Aaargh," Marcel shouted out loud startling Liam whose cheeks were puffed up from the food he was eating.