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Ethan's pov
Although it wasn't a totally perfect day to venture out, especially with how chilly and consistent the winter breeze was, I had the strongest urge to go on a spontaneous picnic today. Of course I didn't want to be in the cold and possibly catch one myself, but I had the most perfect solution. Dress for the weather. Except, unlike any average day Joe who would simply put on extra layers of normal clothing, I'm going dressed in the cutest, fluffiest onesie I own. How could I not? I didn't want to miss out on the opportunity to be adorable.
I put on my outfit, humming with glee, and now dressed in the proper attire I pack my basket of sweets, fold up a blanket and head outside to the woods, completely alone and without a care in the world.
When I eventually make it and pick out a spot, clear enough to place my things I unfold my blanket, lay it out on the grass and set my basket on top to set everything else out. When I'm done I lay myself down on the soft surface of the blanket, rest my head on my arms and stare up at the clear blue sky above, smiling at the sight. It was beautiful, almost magical in a sense.
Rays of warm light peeking it's way through the leaves of the trees high above, dimming the harsher glare of the sun, and the grass just tall enough to tickle my nose swayed in and out of my line of sight with the breeze. I sighed slowly at peace with it all and close my eyes, taking it in.
I could stay this way forever, but after a time, I see from behind my eyelids a shadow starting to block out the light above.
Curious I open my eyes, expecting to see the same sky only with a few lowly clouds floating by, but gasp in horror when I see it's the last thing I would've ever expected.
A giant.
He was just standing there, basically right ontop of me, his shoes idling on either side of my blanket, and he was looking straight at me, smiling with all his pearly white, bone crushing teeth. I gulped nervously as we stared at each other, not knowing what else to do.
How did it sneak up on me? Should I make run for it? Call for help? Would that turn on its predatory instincts? And if so...
I looked down at myself as I continued the thought, imagines starting to pop up in my head...
Would it... eat me?! Like all those stories warned?
Before I could dwell on that gruesome idea any longer a loud, masculine yet squealing voice erupted from above. "Awwww, you're so cuuute!"
My eyes shoot up to the giant's face, his eyes still glued on me and his smile still wide. Except this time his hands were up beside his cheeks in tight fists, shaking as he spoke. He looked as if he were fangirling over me.
I raised a brow and cocked my head in confusion, not 100 percent sure if this were actually happening. But that just made him squeal again.
What the fuck?!
Before I can make any sense of it he suddenly and very quickly lowers himself to the ground, crouching as his arms reach down to scoop me up. "C'mere you little cutie"
I shriek at the sight, scramble to stand up and make a run for the trees, hoping if I made it he wouldn't be able to follow me through them. Unfortunately before I could get any more than five steps a pair of ginormous, tanned hands slam down infront of me, the force raising me almost three feet in the air before I fall back down, and stops my escape.
"Awe don't run away, I'm not gonna hurt ya lil guy", his much closer voice rumbles my insides, and I can practically feel his hot, minty breath on my back. "I just wanna have a closer look at you, that's all"
All at once his hands close in on me and I try my hardest to push against them or find a gap to squeeze through, but it's no use, he encases my miniscule body in a warm, leathery cage, almost too easily, and lifts me up off the ground. Immediately I scream and beg, tears welling up in my eyes as vertigo hits my stomach hard. "No, please, L-let me go, let me go!"
He ignores my pleas, unsurprisingly, and holds me up infront of his colossal face, his eyes basically sparkling as they stare at me in awe. "You're so tiny", he whispers.
"Please put me down" I beg, making one last attempt to be let go. But he ignores that too, still captivated more by my appearance then anything I have to say. I was just something for him to gawk at, and that realization sparked a tiny a fire of anger in me.
In pure frustration I start pushing against the fingers holding me in place, punching and hitting even more frustrated when I notice they don't even twitch from my efforts. "Let me go right now you-you giant piece of... Ass!" I huff in the middle of my tantrum.
The giant finally takes notice of my words and furrows his brows over his eyes, but as expected instead of celebrating I freeze up in fear, realizing my mistake. I just insulted a giant, a being who could literally crush the life outta me with nothing but his fingers, which were currently holding me. I whimper starring at the giant as he glared back at me, already in tears as I prepared for his vengeance.
But in an instant his cold expression shifts into one of joy, and he laughs, genuinely, shaking me about as his shoulders bounce up and down with his giggles. I stare, utterly dumbfounded, bear hugging his fingers for support.
"Piece of ass?" He snickers, using his shoulder to wipe a tear from his eye. "What even is that?"
When he settles down I loosen my grip on his finger, straighten up and look him in the eyes with a harsh glare, trying to appear intimidating and brave. However my body still shook with fear, knowing it was still in the grasp of such a humongous being. It was terrifying. When his eyes meet mine I notice they soften up a bit with pity and something else I couldn't quite place.
"Ok, sorry", he admits, squinting as he moves me a tad closer to his eyes. "But you are just so adorable, especially in that little disguise of yours"
I blink a couple times, stunned. "Uh...m... D-disguise?" I ask, mumbling.
"Yea, well...". Suddenly one of the giant's hands loosens it's grip from around my waist, pinches my arm between two plush fingers and extends it to its full length. I cringe but can do nothing to stop it. "This thing"
Cautiously I look at my outstretched arm that's covered up with the fluffy fabric of my onesie and guess that that's what he's referring to. "M-my onesie?... It's-it's not a disguise", I state.
He tilts his massive head, smirks and looks me up and down, scanning every inch of me that was visable. I try to pull my arm from his pinched grip as he does so, but fail miserably.
"Onesie", he says, testing the word, his deep voice rattling my bones. "I've never seen a human in one of these, it's so fucking cute"
Still starring the giant man finally releases my arm which I quickly wank away and uses his now free hand to pat my head, bobbing it up and down with each stroke. I clench my jaw, angered, finding it completely demeaning.
Did he think I was some sort of pet!
I lift my hands up and swing, trying to swat the finger away which works to my relief, but not a second later I'm being pushed up against the giant's stubbled cheek, his thick hairs prickling my skin. Frantically I squirm and push away from him, but a single finger of his pats me back in place. "W-what're you doing!?!"
"Stop squirming", he snickers, nuzzling me to his cheek. "I'm just cuddling you"
"It feels like I'm hugging sandpaper" I mumble, half my face squished into the giant's.
"Oh". The giant pulls me away from his cheek, awkwardly rubbing it with a free hand as he feels the stubble for himself and lowers my to his chest. "Sorry"
The hand I'm in loosens it's grip, lays me flat against the giant's chest and between his pecks and curls around my back, basically forcing me into a giant hug. I Yelp in surprise from the sudden action, but all I could do from that point on was look up at the giant as be looked down at me, clearly pleased. "I couldn't help myself"
I huff in annoyance and defeatedly lay my head into the soft fabric of the giant's shirt. "How long are you going to hold me against my will?"
The giant tilts his head, looking offended. "Hey, I'm not that bad", he retorts.
"Although...". He stares at me a moment, thinking with squinted eyes. "I might have gotten a bit carried away"
The giant sighs, gently curls a hand around my waist, carries me up and plops me down ontop an open palm. I struggle to sit up on the squishy surface, cross my legs and look towards the giant, fiddling with my fingers.
"What's your name? I'm Mark", he says, placing a hand to his chest.
I clear my throat before replying, pointing to myself. "Ethan"
The giant nods and smiles, "nice to meet you"
I smile back, and reflectively extend my hand for a shake. "You too"
My eyes widen and my mouth flattens as the embarrassment sets in. But before I get the chance to fix my mistake and move my hand away Mark let's out a soft chuckle, carefully pinches my hand between a finger and thumb and moves it up and down in a shake. I smile, trying to act as if this were a normal interaction between two normal people to the best of my ability. But it was hard not to focus on how miniscule my hand looked in his grasp, and how easily it was to manipulate my movements.
Looking up at Mark I could tell he was facing a similar experience, except maybe a little less terrifying. He was captivated, all eyes starring curiously at my hand between his two enormous fingers, occasionally giving it a gentle squeeze to feel if the tiny thing was still there. He was in complete awe.
"You're so tiny" he whispers.
I chuckle nervously, watching as he mindlessly rubs his fingers together, feeling my own. "Yeah, y-you've mentioned"
I was certain that to him my hand felt like nothing more then a small twig, ready to snap under any amount of pressure, and I'm sure if he applied just a teeny bit more my bones would shatter in an instant in his grasp. It wasn't as though he were hurting me or anything, I just knew until he allowed it I wouldn't be able to have my hand back. He just held so much power over me, and with that knowledge I couldn't help but shudder.
Eventually his eyes drift to my face, frowning as he notices my discomfort, and releases my hand.
"Sorry...", he admits, looking down as if embarrassed. "Again"
When he looks back at me he sighs, "I should probably just put you down"
With nothing else to add I nod my head, and to my surprise I feel myself descending. I look around, holding onto his thumb as he crouches and lowers his hand to the ground, and watch as the trees surrounding us grow taller. When I'm close enough to the ground he tilts his hand so I can simply slide off and as soon my feet reunite with the blanket I was lifted away from he raises himself up to his full height and looks down at me, giving me a sad, yet content smile.
I still shudder at the sight of him, towering over me like he were some sort of living building, but smile back, happy that I was safe on the ground.
"Well, I'm gonna go now" he says, rubbing the back of his neck before he waves down at me. "ba-bye"
And with that he turns around and leaves, his footsteps fading as he walks into the woods. I stare in disbelief, Did that really just happen?
Before he completely disappears I raise a hand and wave it slightly, "...bye"