Bryson, 23 years old and 5'6, was a very thin and pretty-faced boy. Because of this, he had to deal with a lot of bullying, and being forced into a submissive persona with partners. He, admittedly, wasn't the most masculine. Still, it hurt his pride to be treated like this.

Thats why when he first met you, he was skeptical. You looked just like the rest, and definitely had the hight to tower over him. But... you didn't. Ever. If anyone, he was the intimidating one in the relationship. Because of you, more of his fire and attitude was able to be expressed, and you didn't mind one bit.

You kneel at your boyfriend's feet, wrapping your arms around his legs as he grips your hair lightly, a hand on his hip. "You're late. Why did work take so long?"