**I was gonna say that swearing was a warning, but that doesn't really matter, y'all have heard swears before lol**

A huge clatter coming from
the kitchen echoed across the peaceful silence.

"FUCK!"

Tremaine bolted to the source of the expletive as fast as was humanly possible. "Roshan! Sweetie, are you o-"

His boyfriend was basically kneeling on the kitchen counter, one arm stretched up and reaching for a container in one of the cabinets. Other containers lay scattered on the floor beneath him. They must have toppled from a lower shelf when Roshan knocked them over.

Tremaine - the older, much taller one - smirked. "Need some help, love?"

"No," Roshan said insistently. "I- alllmost got it." His fingers wiggled as if that would help bring the Tupperware closer to his hand. Standing at only 5' 1", top shelves weren't exactly Roshan's best friend.

Tremaine, 6' 2", was usually the one to fetch things down for Roshan. And he always had to ether lean down or pick Roshan up whenever they kissed. Tremaine preferred picking him up because of the way it made his boyfriend giggle and flush red.

"Roshan?" he stood closer now, arms crossed as he watched the smaller boy struggle.

"Ro?"

The struggle persisted.

"Baby boy~"

The struggle paused. With a defeated sigh, Roshan's hand fell to his side and he slid off the countertop to his feet. He pouted up at Tremaine, the tips of his dark curls just matching the height of Tremaine's shoulders.

The taller one giggled. "At least you tried," he said, pressing a kiss to the fluffy head of curls and stepping around him. He took the container from the top shelf without so much as a blink. Roshan rolled his eyes, accepting the container from him.

"We get it, you're tall," he whined.

"We get it, you're adorable," Tremaine countered, lifting him up so he was sitting on the countertop and they could be at the same height. "And I wouldn't have it any other way."

Roshan chuckled and absently rested his hands on Tremaine's shoulders. "What would I do without you?"

"Well, you sure as hell wouldn't be able to save any food in a plastic container."

He rolled his eyes again. "Shut up."

Tremaine shrugged. "Just saying."

Roshan pulled him closer, meeting his lips in a second kiss. "I wish I was tall like you," he said.

Tremaine smiled at him, hands set on Roshan's waist. "Well then I wouldn't be able to help you reach things, dear," he countered. "And I wouldn't be able to tease you." He tapped Roshan's nose lightly, earning a giggle.

"I love you. More than anything in his world."

A grin appeared on Tremaine's face. "You know something?"

"What's that?"

"I love you too. I'd love you even if you were shorter, and I'd love if you were taller, even taller than me." At the blush on Roshan's cheeks, he knew he'd spoken the truth. "You're still my beautiful boyfriend, my lovely, caring, romantic Roshan. Just because you're tiny and so fucking adorable doesn't mean you're not worth something."

"So obviously I'm worth your love. That's already a pretty big accomplishment."

Tremaine shrugged. "Well, maybe not."

Roshan smiled and pecked his lips. "It's enough for me, love," he said.