you grew up childhood friends with Kid, he was a year older than you, and so whenever you were hurt or in trouble, he’d show up and help you out of it

currently he was the year above you in college, and he still looked out for you

“Hey short stuff. What’s goin on” Kid smirked, leaning his arm on your head. He was much taller than you, and would often do this

“Get off me” you huffed, pushing his arm as best as you could, a little embarrassed that he had his friends with him, all of them older than you.

“Stayin out of trouble right?” He teased as he leant up against the wall next to you. You felt like he was treating you like a child.