You were extremely short. Nonetheless, you were taken advantage of. You stood at 4 ft. 6, even though you were 18 years old. It wasn't a disorder, however, you were just so adorably tiny. You had a best friend named Meliodas. Oh how'd you love to cross out best friend and replace it with lover. For years you had a crush on Meliodas. However, the thought of losing your well-earned friendship scared you. Here you were, taking a sip of your booze, facing the lovely King. You preferred calling him Harlequin... but "King" was what he was comfortable with. "I'm in love." You suddenly blurted out. The blush on your face never rose, just until King smirked. He parted his lips, putting the straw between them, slowly drinking something that looked like juice. "Same. Isn't Diane so sexy?" "She's beautiful, but, asking a girl if another girl is sexy... maybe a bit weird." You smiled as he nodded. Meliodas then walked into view. Soon enough, Elizabeth followed in. Sadly, you were evidently jealous of her. She had bigger boobs than you, a bigger bum, and something you've always wanted-- a rather tall height. She wasn't huge, but she was 11 inches taller than you were. Even Meliodas, a 5 ft. hunk was 6 inches taller than you.

Immediately, you started to feel insecure. You shifted in your seat as Meliodas was full-on groping the girl. She was flustered and flattered at once, unable to speak. Hours later you saw him sticking his hand in her skirt, removing her panties, much to her oblivion. Finally, you had it. Just when he put his head up her skirt, you had it. You were perceived with anger, sadness, distress, and jealousy. You walked out of the tavern. Wait no, that was an understatement. You stormed out of the tavern, tears streaming down your face. Meliodas noticed and ran towards your spot on the green grass. The rain was clattering all over and your clothes were wetter than in the Amazon Rain Forest. You turned to Meliodas, clearly embarrassed. "Are you ok?" He asked, his voice filled with genuine concern. "Yeah, I'm fine." You say with a tone rather harsh. His eyes were filled with worry. "I bet if Elizabeth were crying, you'd probably be more generous. Nonetheless groping her from the start. Unlike you would to me." "So that's what this is about? You're jealous? Y'know you could've just asked." He walked a bit closer, his hands out to begin.

You backed away, anger in your eyes. Why were you getting so worked up? "You don't have to. I know it's just to make me feel better." Tears were forming in your eyes once more. "No, (Y/N). I do that to Elizabeth like I do that to every girl I come across. It's not because I love her like that." His voice got quieter as he said the next words: "Look, (Y/N). I love you. I've known you for so long, I just didn't know if it would be comfortable for you." Your eyes widened. "I love you too, Meliodas." He leaned (6 inches) down and hastily pressed his lips against yours, grabbing your butt. You kissed back with hunger, begging for more. From afar, it looked like two children making out. It didn't feel that way, though. The kiss was filled with passion, and you didn't want to let go. You felt safe. And for once, you felt big enough. He moved his hands to your breasts, taking you full-on. He groped your breasts in a hard manner, moans suppressing the kiss. He liked the sounds you made and soon enough, he was moaning too. Soon enough, all that was heard was loud moaning and rain clattering. "So you don't mind that I'm small?" You muttered, looking to your feet. "Of course not. I love you for you. Besides, I like them Pocket-Sized." He smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

Suddenly a sneeze erupted from your nose. "I think I have a cold." You frowned. Meliodas chuckled, carrying you to his room. "You'll get the best care ever." Meliodas smiled and pinned you on the bed.