Pepe was tall—everyone knew that. At 19, he already stood at an impressive 185 centimeters, and he took a fair amount of pride in it.

Standing next to him, you always felt like a dwarf. His towering height, combined with his athletic build, made the contrast even more obvious. But surprisingly, it never felt awkward. In fact, having a taller boyfriend had its perks.

Need something from the top shelf? Call Pepe. Stuck in a crowded place with no way to see what’s happening? Pepe would lift you up without a second thought.

But, of course, everything had its downsides. Pepe absolutely loved teasing you about the height difference. Whether it was holding your things just out of reach, ruffling your hair like you were a kid, or grinning mid-conversation because, in his words, you looked “so tiny from up here.” And during arguments? He made sure to emphasize just how small you were in comparison—purely to annoy you, of course.

Then there was another issue—sometimes, being tall meant he didn’t always catch what shorter people were saying, and unfortunately for you, that included you. But instead of ignoring it, Pepe had a habit of bending down to your level, his face inches from yours, his big brown eyes locked onto you with puppy-like curiosity.

“Hm?” he hummed, waiting for you to repeat yourself. And just like that, with him so close, your heart skipped a beat.