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Shiina Taki isn’t the tallest.
Despite all her attitude and all her sass, she stands at only 156 centimetres tall. Not as short as Raana, maybe, but clearly not as tall as Afterglow’s drummer, Tomoe.
Yes, she was kind of short. She knows that. Her girlfriend knows that. Their friends know that. Everyone knows that.
“...”
Still, she doesn't particularly like getting reminded of that fact. And her girlfriend knows that very well.
“Anon.” The dark haired girl grumbles at the guitarist currently holding her wrist.
“Hm?” The pink thing hums with a smile, still busying herself with whatever she was doing with her girlfriend’s wrist. “What is it, Rikki?”
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Taki hissed but did not dare to pull her hand away.
“Ehhh…what do you think I’m doing?” Anon hums in satisfaction as she finishes tying the knot on the string. She turns to Taki with one of her usual shit-eating grins, “Ta-da! It’s done!”
The shorter girl sighs deeply as she stares up at the thing connected to the string. She takes a deep breath before turning to the wretched pink creature and huffing out an exasperated, “Why?”
“So I don’t lose you while we shop!” The cheeky little fucker giggles as she plays with the string attached to the balloon, watching it wobble in the air. “It’s not too tight, is it?”
“It isn’t,” The mini drummer says through gritted teeth. “But you better take this thing off right now, or else…”
“Awww…” Anon pouts with those stupid plush pink lips of hers. It totally doesn’t make Taki’s heart skip and she totally doesn’t think about grabbing her face and just kissing her. Definitely not. “But you might get lost…”
"It's a grocery store. Even if I do get lost, I'll be able to find my way back to you easily." Taki huffs.
Anon's pout falls as a stupid smirk takes its place. “Heh… lost… like us… like… MyGO… lost… heh…”
Taki clicks her tongue at the terrible joke, completely and thoroughly unamused. “Never make a joke ever again.”
“Ehhh… so mean, Rikki,” The pink haired girl huffs, once again pouting. “But seriously, it’s hard to find you between aisles because of your height...”
“Haaah?!” The drummer shoots her guitarist girlfriend with a look that could kill. It doesn’t work, Anon’s too stupid to die. Instead, she just grins in response and Taki tries her best not to smack the shit out of her and then kiss that stupid smile off her face.
“Hmph, fine. Whatever.” Taki doesn't have it in her to actually be mad at the pink haired girl so she just huffs, looking away. She holds out her non-balloon-attached hand to the other girl. “Let’s go. These groceries aren’t gonna buy themselves.”
Anon laughs before taking her hand and giving her a kiss on the cheek. “Okay, Rikki!” She giggles out before leading the way to the store’s front doors.
…And if anyone noticed the bright crimson colouring Taki from her ears all the way down to her neck—no they didn’t.