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Living with your boyfriend was one of the best things that had happened to you. You had moved in with him two months ago while you were still applying for jobs. johnny being one step ahead of the game had already gotten himself a pretty well paying job, giving you more time to do some job hunting as well. Since you still only had your Saturday job from when you were a teenager you got a lot of free time.


You used your free time on tumblr and I really don't want to know what you do on there. johnny was a completely different story. Every once in a while he would hide something you so desperately needed or put it high up. You didn't really mind him hiding it, the putting stuff high up bothered you though.


You were very short compared to johnny. In most pictures of you both he would be standing with his arm resting on your shoulder or head. It was fair to say that you needed his help to reach the stuff on the high part of the shelves in your apartment.


Your height used to make you greatly upset while you were in high school. Being so much shorter than him made it harder for you to kiss him before rushing off to your next class. But you got over it when johnny started to call you things like 'cute' and 'adorable' and started to pick you up to kiss your nose.


Unknown to you johnny was also insecure about his height. He might not have shown it but before you started dating he freaked himself out with how tall he was. His friends used to make fun of him and call him the ogre of this generation. When you started to date he started to feel better about himself as he could run around with you on his back and kiss you on the head with no trouble.


On this one day you were sitting on your sofa watching Glee with your blanket wrapped around you. Suddenly you got cold and felt like making tea. You wanted tea with one spoonful of sugar. You went into your kitchen and grabbed your favourite mug. You went to your draw and took out a spoon. You went to the cupboard where your teabags were kept. This was one of those particular cupboards with a shelf for you and a hard to reach shelf. You looked at your shelf; where the teabags were usually kept. Nothing.


Looking onto the shelf you saw something that made your blood boil. Looking like they had never been moved, your precious and much needed teabags sat with a small cover of dust coating them. You jumped to try and grab the teabags but to no avail.


Just then you heard the door click. "Y/N I'm home!" You heard a special someone shout. You ran from the kitchen to the front door and jumped on your boyfriend.


"How dare you put the teabags on the high shelf!" You screamed. johnny stumbled around before finding away to get you off. Your face softened, you stared him in the eye and jutted out your bottom lip. "johnny? Pwease can you get down the teabags?" You asked in a baby voice.


"Come on." He stood with his back slightly hunched. You jumped on his back and he carried you to the kitchen. johnny went over to the open cupboard to get the teabags as you ran his finger through his brown hair. He got out the rest of the stuff you needed and made you a cup of tea.


Once you had jumped off his back you found yourself cuddling up to him on your sofa with Glee playing in the background.

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