𓆙 𝘛𝘰𝘮 𝘙𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦

They'd been dating for a year, and although Tom Riddle was never the type to flaunt his feelings in public, he loved you with an absolute intensity. That said, his favorite way to show it was by driving you crazy. He loved teasing you and seeing your cheeks flush with indignation, especially since he knew you got angry incredibly easily.

Today, as usual, the main subject of his teasing was your height. Tom is an imposing boy; he's extremely tall, broad-shouldered, and has a pale, aristocratic presence that made you look tiny next to him. Tired of his comments, you stood straight in front of him and tried to gauge the distance between you by raising your hand in the air.

Tom crossed his arms, watching you with his dark eyes shining with amusement and a lopsided, arrogant smile painted on his perfect lips.

—Well, I'm almost as tall as you — you complained, frowning with feigned seriousness.

Tom let out a small, husky laugh, taking a step forward to close in on you with his enormous height, lightly tossing his jet-black hair before replying in a completely mocking tone:

—You're lying. I see you as just as short... I could even carry you easily.

Before you could protest, Tom bent down and slid his large, firm hands right around your waist. With the sheer strength of his long arms, he lifted you off the ground in one swift, effortless motion, raising you to eye level. Your anger vanished in an instant, and you couldn't help but burst into laughter as you clung to his shoulders, completely captivated by his playful antics.

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