What’s definitely an at least weekly occurence at the Boar Hat:
Meliodas stared at the box. It was a medium-sized wooden container, containing all sorts of bits and pieces.
He wanted the box.
The problem: it was on a shelf. A high shelf.
And he was short.
Facing the fact that he couldn’t defeat the high shelf without breaking it and everything else that was on it, he turned around towards the stairs, taking a deep breath.
“BAN! I NEED YOUR HELP!”
The shout echoed throughout the entire building, and was heard by everyone in and around it, including the Fox Sin.
The tall man started running, abandoning his task of chopping vegetables, thinking his boyfriend was in danger.
He arrived in the attic, panting and sweating, only to see his boyfriend standing in front of a shelf perfectly fine.
“What... what is it?” the albino panted.
Meliodas just pointed at the box at the top of the shelf, wordless.
“This is what you rush me up here for?” Ban groaned, but stepped forward none the less and pulled the box from the shelf with ease. He crouched to put it down, and just as the thump was heard, lips met his cheek.
“Thanks, Ban!” Meliodas said cheerfully, and then started rummaging through the box.
Knowing he’d have to put it back on top of the shelf in a minute, Ban just stayed in his crouched position and watching his tiny bastard boyfriend rifle through the contents, whatever they were.
