𝗞𝗶𝘆𝗼𝗿𝗮 𝗝𝗶𝗻 ❤

Kiyora, your grumpy, bad-tempered boyfriend who was 1.60 meters tall while you were 1.70 meters tall, so you were taller and he was always in a bad mood. You were always teasing him, pulling his hair, stroking his head, calling him "little one" among the millions of affectionate names you said to him daily, and you also carried him sometimes, but against his will because he always squirmed in your arms and screamed.

"Let me go, I'm not your baby"

What you found very endearing, especially when you defended him from the boys at school who made fun of him for his height, he would hide behind you and hug you around the waist, pretending to be innocent when in reality he was the one who started making fun of the others for any little thing (what a jerk). But anyway, today he was sitting on his bed in his room (the one he slept in with you) looking out the window and you came into the room.