Kick had always been the shortest of the Ghost team but being 5’11” he was necessarily ‘short’. He was just ‘shorter’ than everyone else.

With that came attitude.

You, being not only the tallest on the team but also his husband, took the piss out of his short frame a hell of a lot.

You playfully told him to shut up when he said he could beat you in a fight.

“Make me.” He said back to you crossing his arms and leaning against the wall of the room you shared looking cocky.