He scoffed and rolled his eyes showily, strong arms growing tighter around her and hands growing miles bolder as they started to stroke and squeeze. A lazy smirk spread across his face after he was done showing his disbelief.
“Just because you were always looking down your nose at me doesn’t mean I was shorter.”
His eyes fell on hers for a long moment, but eventually he pulled them away to look back at the television. His father’s death was nothing he had really wanted to discuss. More than that, it was just a huge reminder of who he was and what might happen to him - but for now it was alright to just lay on a couch and watch shitty movies with his ... Well, girlfriend, he supposed.
He groped for the remote and muttered something about CG blood.