This one-shot is shorty approved
~Beworned~
Need to Know: Your short
"Hey Shortcake!" Here we go again with the annoying nicknames. "Shut up! I'm not short, you're just tall! You beanpole!" You yelled. I mean you weren't wrong the man is like 6 feet(5'11") tall.
You were standing by the vending machine drinking your strawberry milk when you felt something on your head. Is this guy really using me as an armrest?
"Short Stuff, whats up? Oh wait I mean down." He grinned. This fuc- your thoughts were interrupted. "Why the long face Bite-size?" You have had enough. You punched him in the stomach and walked away(or do you prefer, 'you kicked him in the knee caps and walked away'). "What was that for- you short people are evil!" He yelled from afar.
-Time skip cause why not-
You were walking home from school when you felt something- or someone tap your shoulder. Fucken bean pole. Here comes the dumb nickname. "Hey (Y/N)." Wait, whaaaaat? "No nicknames insulting my height this time? Wow, that's a new one." You smiled. "Why, do you want me to itty bitty runt~" Jason teased. "No. But why are you following me?" You asked.
He had been following you for like the past 5min. "I'm not following you, I'm walking you home." He simply stated. "From afar? You creepy stalker." "What, I'm not a stalker. Let alone creepy." Jason stated in defence. "Whatever you say mister stalker."
-Time skip-
You continued to tease him about him being a creep stalker(Will, Will, Will. How the turn have tables (ヘ･_･)ヘ┳━┳)(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻)) until you both reached your house.
"For the last time I'm not a stalker! I'm just walking you home.".......Awkward Silence....... "Umm...Thanks for walking me home Jason." You were walking up to your door when a hand grabbed your wrist. With the flick of his wrist, he spon you so that you were facing him. You blushed as the thought of him kissing you ran through your head. He leaned in and kissed none other than...
Tan! Tan! Tan!
...your forehead?
Both of you were blushing. "W-why my forehead?" You asked. "Well, you're short, so I can't really reach." He smirked. If you weren't so flustered (or short(¬‿¬)) you would off beat the sh!t out of him.
~End~
