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But I do need you.
MARCUS !
Her compliment catches him by surprise, startling a laugh out of him and prompting him to slide the pads of his fingers over the stubbled line of his jaw. It’s taken him a long time to be comfortable with his appearance, and even just a few years back, he might’ve refuted the flattery. But he’ll gladly take it to heart now.
“Thanks. I don’t think anyone’s ever phrased it quite like that,” he chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. “Not even Dani. Besides… Me? Yummier than even just one lemon bar? Impossible. Lemon bars are like edible sunshine.”
“You’ve got something–” He points at his own cheeks–roughly mapping the messy area–before turning to grab and dampen a towel at the sink. “Here. Let me help.”
It’s an innocent gesture; one he doesn’t think twice about as he gently wipes the sugar dusting her skin away.
“When Dani said you were sweet, she probably didn’t mean covered in powdered sugar.”
and this is the moment where her heart stops all-together in side of her chest, fleur letting out the softest of gasps, and then another gentle whimper as digits move quickly to cover the growing blush on her face. “oh! i’m ------ does she . . . dani talk about me often?” she’s quick to change the subject, but something has shifted within the flower, and it’s shown in the subtle way her gaze lingers on him for a bit longer than before, how she’s stepped closer to him, as if he’s pulled her to him and she doesn’t quite know how to move away. there’s a nervous giggle as she watches, waits, hands tucking quickly into the pockets of her cardigan. and then she can’t help the slight frown that tugs at the corners of her mouth as she adds, “she talks about you. a lot.”
“Damn... that must have hurt. Are you okay?” for henry slkdfjlkfjs
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“awww, this?” henry gives a shrug and a weary smile, though the light of his beaming doesn’t quite reach to his eyes. he’s got a cold bottle pressed to his cheek, the best he could do on such short notice. when he speaks, his voice is soft, something gentle about the way his entire body sort of droops. that fight took more out of him than he’s willing to admit. “it’s no big deal. i’m surprised the asshole could even reach, to be honest.”
short tall sentence starters
short
“stupid…!…jar..! come here already!”
“who the heck put that way up there? grr!”
“where is the stool…? oof! if only i was two centimeters taller!”
“i swear to god, if you are laughing at me because i can’t reach i will punch your face”
“are you…laughing at me? well, let you know that I’m closer to your bottom. be careful, jackass.”
“eek! p-p-please! don’t laugh at me!”
“is it bad that i want to chop people’s legs if they were taller than me?”
“Tsk…stupid tall guy/girl.”
“hey, hey, turn for a bit….yeah….and done. What? your back looks like a good table.”
“Hey! come down a bit. My neck hurts.”
“Don’t you dare bend to talk to me.”
“Oh my god! Are you okay? You hit your head hard…heh guess i wouldn’t know the feeling since i am…short.”
“HAHAHA! YOU HIT YOUR HEAD! ARE YOU BLIND?!”
“Aah…it feels great to see a tall person hit their head like that. Satisfying.”
“Damn..that must have hurt. Are you okay?”
“Hey! watch it! what are you? a raging bull? look where you are walking before you bump into people!”
“Ouch! I-I’m sorry..I was in the way. You probably didn’t see me…”
“Can you….get that for me? Please…?”
“Oh, oh! Can you help me? I was trying to get that over there.”
“….Listen, just pick that up and shut up.”
“Ughh just get it already!”
“Thank you for picking it for me!”
“Thanks, I guess…for reaching to pick that up.”
“Gah! shut up! thanks, okay? Happy? tall jerk.”
“Oh! I can get that! It is easy for me!”
“….are you asking me to crawl in there just because i’m short?”
“you did not call me just so i can be your santa little helper, did you?”
“Just because i am short does not mean i am not scared of closed places and dark ones! i cannot go in there!”
“Y-you gonna lift me up?! N-no, it is ok! i can see just fine!”
“Don’t you dare lift me up.”
“Can you lift me up? I am trying to pick up [item] from there.”
“Hey, lift me up! Quickly!”
“I was trying to reach for that–huh? lift me up?….sure. I think…”
“Whoa! The view is amazing here! I’m staying. Nope. I’m not going down.”
“P-please, put me down ….n-now.”
“Are you planning to keep holding me up for a long time?”
“Hey, tall handsome/beautiful~”
“Wow….so tall….”
“Tch…that height is not bad.”
“Care to switch heights?”
“It is my dream to be swept by a tall guy/girl like you~”
“i like it when I fit in your hug…”
“I-it’s creepy how you can …hold me like that.”
“This is my place. mine. I sit here. On your lap. I fit. No complains.”
Tall
“need help with that? i can pick it up for you.”
“let me reach and..here you go.”
“Hahaha, i’m sorry. you just looked so funny trying to reach for that.”
“Pft–sorry, sorry, i didn’t mean to laugh at you. your height problem is not a laughing matter.”
“I was not laughing at you, I was …uh, admiring your determination.”
“Yeah, right I was laughing! Are you an idiot? How can you reach with these baby legs?”
“Whoa! where did you come from?! i didn’t see you.”
“I’m sorry! I was not paying attention. I’m sorry again for bumping into you.”
“A-are you okay?! you fell from there! You could have asked for help.”
“–pft ahaha! you can’t even stand on a stool! Shorty!”
“hey, shorty, what are you doing?”
“Pipsqueak came, what’s up?”
“Here comes tiny. What are you up to?”
“Can i lift you? this way you can reach up.”
“Lift you…up? sure. i can do that.”
“E-eh? lift you up? i don’t think i have the strength but…i can try…”
“No way!! I will not lift you up!”
“What will you do for me if i lift you up, eh?”
“I may be tall but that does not mean im strong.”
“are you trying to…climb over my head?”
“Can you see? How about I hoist you up?”
“…..if you wish…i can…carry you on my shoulders…”
“Uh, can you get down already? my back hurts.”
“Someone likes it up there too much…”
“You are so going to give me a massage after this…”
“Hey, cuddleable.”
“You know what i like about you? I can use you as my armrest.”
“You are so adorable, small and huggable.”
“I’m glad I can wrap my arms around you.”
“Heh, you are adorable. Do you like it sitting on my lap like that?”
“You know, it is great that you are shorter. i can rest my chin on your head.”
“I could use you as a weight lift.”
“I could pick you with one arm for sure.”
“Hey, crawl in there. You fit in there, shorty.”
“Did you just…came out of that window? How..?”
“How old are you? W-what?! you are as old as me?! Impossible!”
“Huh..I figured you would be older than you look.”
“Do all short people look mad 24/7?”
“Why are you kicking my legs? I am not going to get shorter by that.”
“Ouch! oww…my head…stupid door frame!”
“Oof–! A-almost…bashed my head into a wall…”
me, a sensitive and very emotional person who cries easily and can’t take any criticism: i wanna fight someone
#a mood.
“You do care. You care so much it’s eating you away. You hate the fact that you care so much but it’s the only thing you know how to do but you constantly lie to yourself just so you can get through the day.”
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