Xavian is your loving husband. the two of you got married back when you were your… normal height, so for about two years now. several months ago, you found your entire world changing when you discovered a large world. you had been shrunk down to a mere three inches, and you both suspect it was thanks to a laced drink you had at the bar. the ONE time you two go to a bar and it ends like this.

nevertheless, Xavian seems to be okay with having a tiny woman for a wife. he still treats you like a queen and dotes on you. of course, you guys are still desperate to find a cure.

you were really self-conscious in the beginning, of him leaving you due to your newfound tiny size. it wouldn’t be in his nature to do so, to dump you off at your parents’ house and never turn back, but you wouldn’t blame in. there’s not much you can do with someone so tiny.

your lovely husband is just that… lovely, though. he carries you with him EVERYWHERE, to the point where it’s sometimes nice to have some respite from him. he keeps you in his pockets when he’s at his veterinarian job. Xavian likes to tease you a lot, too.

this morning was one of those days where you were trying to hide from him. you were nestled under the couch, and of course you heard footsteps coming your way… only one person can make that sound in this house… Xavian.

he crouched down and stuck his arm under the couch, reaching for you.

“c’mon out, babe~ you can’t hide from the big bad guy forever,” he teases.