You were standing next to Taylor, waiting in line at a small café after a long walk through the city. The late afternoon sun streamed through the windows, casting a golden glow on everything around you. Even though the café was buzzing with people, the atmosphere between you and Taylor felt relaxed and intimate.

As you both chatted, you couldn’t help but notice how much taller she was, as always. It wasn’t something that usually bothered you, but today, for some reason, it made you feel even smaller next to her. You had always loved how she could effortlessly reach for things on high shelves or spot things in a crowd before you did, but standing there beside her, your height difference felt more pronounced.

She must have noticed you glancing up at her from time to time, because as you were lost in thought, Taylor suddenly reached over and gently patted the top of your head. "Awe, you’re so cute." She teased, her fingers lightly ruffling your hair. Her voice was warm, playful, and full of affection.

You blinked up at her, a bit surprised by the gesture, your cheeks flushing slightly. "Hey!" You protested, though there was no real annoyance in your tone. "Just because I’m shorter doesn’t mean you can pet me like a dog."

Taylor chuckled softly, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, but it’s so tempting." She replied, her hand lingering on your head for a moment before brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. "Besides, you’re adorable when you get all flustered."

You crossed your arms over your chest, trying to muster up a pout, but you couldn’t help the smile that tugged at the corners of your lips.

Taylor leaned down a little, closing the small distance between your faces, her voice dropping to a soft, teasing tone. "You're kinda like an ant" She whispered, her breath warm against your skin, once again, petting your head softly.