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It's a nice sort of petty revenge, seeing Bunny struggle to reach something. After years of being tormented by spices and books kept on the top shelf watching him strain, arms stretched skyward and tongue between his teeth as he grasps for the light fixture, feels like karma. If the deity in charge of doling out cosmic punishment even cares about Sae's personal gripe with dating someone eleven centimetres taller than him. Anyway, that's not the point. The point is Bunny's half decade old Spanish national team jersey, once bright, brazen red, now faded from years of it being worn by either one of them, is riding up on his midriff as he flails his arm upward, light bulb in hand, exposing pale skin and abs softened slightly by the off season.
"Do you want help with that?" He's holding a cardboard box full of plates meticulously cocooned in bubble wrap, leans the box against the doorframe as he crosses the threshold to readjust it in his arms, eyes never leaving Bunny's figure, from the muscles of his forearm taut with exertion, all the way down to his feet, white socks with the hole in the back because all his good pairs are in the boxes still in the moving van, stood up on his tiptoes. Tiptoes. Sae doesn't think he's ever seen that, except maybe when he's winding up to jump for a header, certainly not in the middle of a battle with the height of the ceiling of their new living room.
"No-" he uselessly springs off the pads of his toes, gaining maybe half an inch of ground before immediately loosing it, a truly pathetic effort, "I can do it."
Sae lowers his own cargo down to the floor, noticing as he bends down the state of the wood, making a note to get it cleaned, "Such a gentleman," he sighs affectionately, teasingly, maybe a little mockingly as he stands straight, stretching out his shoulders from the heavy weight of the box and treading across the room to put his perpetually cold hands on the vulnerable portion of Bunny's skin.
He curses loudly, flinching away from Sae's grasp, only proving to make him tighten his hands, even as Bunny struggles away.
"Sae, Cariño, stop," He begs half half heartedly, chirping laugh that used to be so rare spilling out his mouth, still wriggling, and in the midst of the scuffle, loosing his grip on the light bulb. Both their eyes lock onto it as it slips out his hands and topples to the floor, opaque white glass shattering on the hardwood and skittering around them, completely powerless to save it from plummeting down.
A silent pause as Sae ceases his assault, looking down in dismay as Bunny rights himself, similar expression on both their faces.
Finally breaking the silence with Bunny's accusatory mumble, "That was your fault."
Unable to argue he only clicks his tongue, turning round and picking his way through the shards in search of something to sweep them up with.
When he returns Bunny is stood, hands on hips, to the side of the room next to the one stray piece of furniture left behind by the previous owners, an ugly, ugly, glass coffee table that Sae barely grants a passing look.
"Can you help?" he gestures to Bunny with the dustpan and brush he found in one of the boxes.
Scoffing, Bunny denies him, "I take zero responsibility for your mess," heading out the door Sae just entered, "I just want to get this bulb in so we can actually see in here."
"What bulb," he gripes, squinting at the subject of the conversation currently in a thousand jagged pieces, as he bends down to start sweeping.
Eventually, with no help from his useless boyfriend, he manages to get rid of the worst of it just as said useless boyfriend reappears, boasting a new box of lights in a much more secure grip.
"Found them," he looms over Sae, taking full advantage of him being crouched on the floor.
He deadpans, "Congratulations, but I don't see how you're going to get one in, seeing how your height is really hindering you-" he snarks at him, and for his troubles Bunny lightly kicks him in the arm, which he falls clumsily back from, overexaggeratedly flinching.
"I'll figure it out," he throws his gaze around the room, landing on something that Sae follows his eyes to. The table sitting innocently in the corner.
"No."
"What- Sae," he complains, "You don't even know what I was thinking of!"
"I do!" he insists, affronted, "You were going to drag that thing over here and stand on it, probably break it, probably end up in the hospital with glass in your foot, and at the end of the day not even get the damn thing in!"
Bunny's face freezes, screwing up guiltily, "…no, and I might not have broken the table, you don't know that."
He sighs deeply, walking over to the offending object, laying the gathered remains of the original light bulb on it, "Bunny, I don't know if you realise this, but you are heavy, and glass," he points illustratively to the fragments he had just put down, "is fragile."
Bunny snorts, "Wow, so you're fat shaming me now, Cariño? That's a new low, even for you."
Swallowing the bickering reply that rises to his throat, a practised skill which has taken years to learn, he rolls his eyes. Holding his hands out he takes the box from Bunny's hands.
"Here, this might work," he walks to under the accursed lighting fixture, "If you let me climb on your back I can reach it to finally get this over with."
Bunny, maybe not so much of a useless boyfriend in the end, complies without a fuss, bending his knees so Sae can ungracefully clamber onto him.
And finally, through potentially a miracle, their combined heights are enough to reach the light bulb into the socket. Twisting it in until it clicks, he sighs in relief.
"Okay, put me down."
Bunny, back under the title of useless boyfriend, does not put him down.
Manhandling by the hips he lifts him over his head in a feat only befitting of such a freak of nature, "Sae, you said I was heavy but really, I think your perception is just skewed because you're soo light," he grins in his face, dragging out syllables mockingly, Sae's turn to struggle fruitlessly in his grip, flailing limbs failing to make contact with any of Bunny's, "like a feather."
"I am not-" he whines, tipping his head back in quickly accepted defeat.
Snorting, Bunny shifts his hold on him, arms round his waist as he pulls him fully into his chest, Sae's legs wrapping around him on instinct. He pulls his head up and meets Bunny's crimson eyes, annoyed look slowly softening.
"Hi."
"Don't pull that lukewarm nonsense on me, it doesn't work."
"Liar," he laughs quietly and leans into kiss him.
Limbs holding on for dear life in the middle of their new place, he cant stop himself smiling into the kiss, all of his complaints from the last half an hour melting away as his world zooms in on the soft space between them, him and his useless, not so useless boyfriend, romantically spotlighted by the light of a cheap LED light bulb.