*Let's Begin.*
You've always been short, and not just a little bit small, like 4'10 short. You're girlfriend, Scarlett was also short but she still managed to tower over you. And you bet she made the most out of being taller than you.
You wanted to get your favourite cup down from the counter for your coffee, except it was on the top shelf. You sighed before pushing yourself up to sit on the countertop. Once you were stable, you swung your legs so that you were crouched on the countertop, and then you slowly stood. Now you could reach your cup, easy peasy.
Except, just as you were about to reach for the peice of ceramic, you here a sharp bang on the counter behind you.
"AND WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING, LITTLE MISS." Your girlfriend shouts, from behind you.
Yep. You'd been caught.
"Just, erm, just getting my cup, darling." You stuttered back, and she raised and eyebrow.
"Fucks sake Y/n! You could've fallen and got hurt. Just ask me next." She huffed, as she pulled you down from the counter.
"Can you even reach the top shelf?" You smirked back, Scarlett was not impressed.
She then reached up, right on her tip toes, as her fingers grazed the cups handle, slowly edging it towards the edge of the cupboard.
Scarlett had just about grabbed the cup before she lost her own balance and the cup tumbled down, hitting her in the face.
"Fucks sake." She shouted, as you stiffled your laugh.
"Are you okay?" You asked, worriedly when she was still holding her nose a few minutes later.
"Mhmmm." She hummed, and turned away.
You walked to the freezer and grabbed some ice, putting it into a zip-locked bag and wrapping a towel around it. You walked back up to your girlfriend, and spun her around, swatting her hands away from her face and replacing it with the ice.
"Oww." She whined, as you led her to a chair.
"Should've just let me get the cup, sweetheart." You teased her, as you lifted the ice and checked her nose. It was already bruising but didn't look broken.
"It's meant to be me looking after you, you're the tiny one."
"Nu-uh" You protested. "Do you want anything to make you feel better?" You asked her.
"Kisses" she responded eagerly, "Kisses make everything better."
Safe to say, that evening you purchased a step stool for the kitchen.
*The End*
Lollll this was shit. I don't even know what this is meant to be.
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