Fang had always towered over Ying. Well, she was the youngest and shortest on in the team after all. And ironically, he happened to be the second highest in the gang (just a few more inches and he could have surpassed Gopal but sadly, that idiot's height was opposite to his intelligence).

However, the alien didn't mind at all, to be honest, he quite enjoyed that fact. He could do so many fun stuffs with it. At first, there were clever remarks and nicknames, but now, it was the feeling of her small body completely fitted inside his arms, like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. It made him felt special, like their bodies were meant for each other, and if he bend down just a bit, he could easily place his chin on her head. 

Ying used to complained whenever he did that. She had swatted him away once or twice, got angry and cursed him (which he knew she was just embarrassed), but he kept coming back and so in the end, she let him be.

Beside, there was one more thing he liked about her height.

"Miss, this film contains materials that might not be suitable for children under seventeen-"

"I'm twenty."

Fang bit his lips to prevent him from laughing when the ticket seller looked at Ying with a great doubt. The raven haired young man always respected his small girlfriend, yes, and he still wanted to live.

Ying cursed under her breath, loud enough for him to hear. Fang could feel his body shaking, but at the threatening look from his partner, the poor soul covered his mouth as the last resort

"This is my ID card. You can check it" The shorter girl grumbled.

She slammed the poor card on the table and pushed it to the seller. It was such a wonder how the seller was unaffected by the rage in front of him.

"... Fake ID card is surely well made nowadays."

That was it. Fang bursted into laughs while Ying stared in disbelief at the seller. She eventually kicked her boyfriend's knee out of annoyance.

Despite the pain, Fang still laughed uncontrollably and he couldn't help it. This was the freaking fifth time in this month!