Giant (G/T) One-Shots

Gawky Giant Romance

Warning: My older writing/not proof-read.

         “Personally, I think yer quite beautiful,” Mansik gently stroked his thumb over her backside as she sprawled out over his upper chest. By human standards, she was 5’4” and he was 92’. By giant standards, she was 4” and he was 5'9”. He was quite short for a giant, but she hardly noticed since she fit into the palm of his hand. 

            “Whatever,” Roofie waved her hand dismissively, “you have to say that.” 

            “I don't have t'say nothin’. I could just gobble ye down, if I wanted to avoid an awkward situation.” he licked his lips. He'd never actually eat her, but that didn't mean he wouldn't tease her about it. 

            “Fuck you,” she mumbled her normal line of rebuttal. 

            “Oi, ye don't mean that,” he rolled his eyes at her normal moodiness. She merely buried herself into his shirt and held onto the folds lazily. “Is sleeping beauty tired?” he cooed.

            “Yeah because you always wake me up at the crack ass of dawn,” she muttered bitterly. 

            “Love ye too, morsel,” he sighed. 

            “Love you as well, big guy,” she reluctantly rubbed her hand over the expanse of his chest, causing him break out into deep purring. She rarely showed signs of affection, so when she did, he knew she meant it. These were very special moments for him, and he cherished every one of them. 

    “Ye're lookin’ exceptionally gorgeous today,” he complimented, “And tasty.”

    “Are you implying that I don't always look exceptionally gorgeous and tasty?” she jeered.

    “Ye always look exceptionally tasty, m'dear,” he reassured her, “And...ye'd make a delicious snack.”

    “Fuck you.” 

    “Oh, and yer the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen,” he added. 

    She shook her head in silent laughter, “You’re not bad looking yourself,” she admitted, looking at his face. She actually thought he was quite handsome, but she'd never tell him that. It would go straight to his head, and she'd never hear the end of it. 

    “I know,” he dramatically flicked his short hair. There it was. She smiled, but remained silent. 

“Do ye ever miss yer home, lass?” he asked randomly. It must've been on his mind. Their relationship was strange. She always had the option to leave, but she knew that if she returned to her kingdom, that returning back to him would be challenging. Currently, everyone in her village thought she was just another Slayer lost to the conquest of the beast. She knew that if she came back, everyone would wonder how she managed to survive for a month. The King would hold her to the task of going back and killing him, and if she refused, the King would most likely kill her for treason. 

    “Sometimes I long to go back home to see the familiar sights, but I'm much happier here with you,” she conceded. 

    “Ye're na’ jus’ sayin’ that t’please me, are ye?” he smacked his lips. 

    “Not at all. Sometimes I want to get out of here because you're a pain in the ass,” she admitted, “but your goofy ass makes me happy and changes my mindset all over again.”

            “I'm na’ a pain in tha ass,” he pouted. 

    “Yes you are,” she argued. 

    “I'mma make ye a pain in m'throat,” he scooped the human up into a loose, sideways fist. 

    “Put me down, beast!” she hissed. 

    “Do ye want me t’drop ye?” he dangled her over his mouth. 

    “No, you buffoon! Put me back where I was!” she flailed in his grasp. 

    “But I'm hungry,” he whined pitifully. 

    “Then get something eat then,” she smacked his hand. 

    “I have. It's in m'hand.” he smirked. 

    “I'm not food, you overgrown brat. Put me on solid ground, right now!” she barked. 

    “But morselllllll,” he moaned. 

    “Don't 'but morsel’ me,” she snapped, “Put me down.”

    “Fine,” he muttered bitterly before settling her back onto his chest. 

    “Good giant,” she patted his chest. 

    “I’m tha very goodest giant,” his purring deepened even more. Everything rattled around her, but she was used to it by now. In fact, she was growing on it. Whenever the ground jumped underneath her or her world shook, she thought of him. Most people did think of the giant when the ground jumped or their world shook, but unlike most people, his presence made her run towards him, not away.