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   "No fair! You know I can't reach up there!" 

   You and your boyfriend, Robert, were fighting over cookies...again. I mean who wouldn't! Especially when they're soft, freshly baked, warm chocolate chip cookies. 

   "Well then I guess you're out of luck! I'll be back from recording soon."  

   Robert smirked and took another 4 cookies before setting the container that held them up on top of the highest shelf in the house. You huffed a sigh, crossing your arms grumpily once he was in his recording room. 

   Every. Time. You thought to yourself. It was always his height being used against you. You weren't short per say, but 5'3" compared to his 5'11" was a huge disadvantage. Especially since everything in the house required you to use a stool. 

   But this? THIS was past the limit. Never had he mocked you to this extreme. I'll show you what little people can do! (Cause Les Miserables is life)

   Okay...how am I going to get up there? Robert even had to climb onto the counter to reach up above the cabinets and put away the cookies.

   You carefully climb up onto the counter, balancing yourself before slowly standing. Okay clumsiness. Listen up. You stay away for like, 5 minutes while I get these cookies. You carefully stretch up to try getting your reward, but are still 3 inches short, your fingertips brushing the top edge of the cabinet. 

   Okay...what can I use Now? You look around and see a thicc(with two C's cause it's Robert's house too) cookbook sitting next to the stove. Score. You jump down and quickly grab said book, closing it quietly. You climb back onto the counter, place the book down, and carefully climb up once more. You reach up again, stretching as high as you can. You barely grab the container with your fingertips, and slowly pull it towards you until it's safely in your hands.

   "YES!" You grin, jumping down and doing a quick happy dance.

   "(Y/N)? What are you doing?" You hear Robert from the other room, followed by sounds of movement. 

   Uh Oh.... You dart into your shared bedroom and lock the door behind you. "Minnnneeeee." You say loud enough for Robert to hear. You dash into the closet and sit down. You take out 2 cookies and by the time you've finished the first one, Robert is trying to find a way into the room.

   "(Y/N) come on! Don't eat them all! I want cookies too! Please share with meeee! I won't tease you about your height again!" 

   You laugh loudly. "Man these are so GOOD!" you tease, eating another. The door is thrown open and you immediately clutch the plastic container close to you, staying as quiet as you can to avoid detection.

   You wait quietly for around 10 minutes and haven't heard any noise in all that time. Maybe he's gone? You slowly open the closet door and look out, not seeing Robert anywhere and the door is still closed. You carefully unlock the door and walk out into the living room, the cookies still in hand. Where is he? 

   "GOTCHA!"

   You squeal in surprise when a pair of arms wrap around you. Robert's hand latches onto the cookies while his other stays around your waist. He smirks at you and holds the cookies high over both your heads. 

   "Roberttttt! Give them backkkk!" you laugh and jump to try and grab the cookies.

   "I will. If you promise to share from now on. I already gave my promise."

   "Fine! Just gimme more cookiessss!" You grin and jump again. He laughs and throws you over his shoulder. He drops you onto the couch before flopping besides you, offering you a cookie.

   "I love you, ya know that?" 

   Robert smiles down at you and wraps his arm around you. "I love you too."




 "But my love for cookies is stronger."

  You look up at him with a challenging look, starting to take the cookies from him. "NO wait stop I'm joking give me back my cookiessssss!" 



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