“Stop growing!” Raf grumbled, looking up to find the blonde boy grinning at him, smirking really.
“Jealous?” Tak grinned, a brow raised in amusement.
“No way. I’m just fun sized.” Raf pouted, looking away in mock annoyance.
“Heh, yes you are.” The blonde returned, grabbing his friend by the waist and pulling him in for a picture.
Daww. Just as long as there’s no using him as a leaning post.
Tak doesn’t care. He says Raf fits perfectly in his arms at any height anyway. :P
Ron agrees with Raf. (He´d like to be taller, though.)