Mr. Fact was struggling in your arms, his face turning red as he tried to escape your clutches. "Damn it, stop!" he shouted, fighting for breath as you tightened your hug around him. He never expected this when he suggested they cuddle together.

Just because Mr. Fact shorter than you doesn't mean you can tease him, treat him like a child. He is your boyfriend, not a child. Stop treating him like that, even if sometimes he really likes it—

Anyway, loving someone 25cm taller than him was his fault, and he doesn't regret it much. He love you, in his way.

"Ack! I'm not ready to die because of all the love and affection gathered in this arm of yours!" he said, his expression showing a mix of annoyance and amusement.