Romancia [Edward x Tall!Reader]

(www.youtube.com/watch?v=bX0rxz… Please listen while you read!)

“Hey.”

You didn’t respond. Your fingers remained far too occupied with the little project set before you.

“Hey, come on. I’m freezing my ass off out here!”

You couldn’t ignore this fact. As your nimble digits worked within the white patches, they reddened and peeled from the sheer bitterness. Thick flakes falling against your face attempted to distract you from your work but such a feat could not be accomplished. You knew Edward was not one to be patient, especially in the midst of discomfort, but you were known to ignore him especially when his complaining escalated to high volumes.

“What could you possibly be doing that’s so important that I have to come out here?” he grumbled, tightening his coat around his shivering form.

“Almost done,” you assured him.

“You said that fifteen minutes ago.”

“Really, I swear I’m almost done.”

You continued to mold and sculpt, utilizing the ice and snow. Edward strolled about, the snow and ice racking beneath him. You always loved being outside whether blazing hot or biting cold. When working so long and hard indoors, you took every opportunity you could to step out and breathe in the fresh air.

Your lover and childhood sweetheart however felt completely the opposite. Was it because he was a workaholic that just wanted to stay inside all the time? Was it because he just wanted to remain inside doing nothing but improve on his alchemy? Was it because he wanted to chat with his brother and coworkers?

None of those reasons fell under the bottom line.

Ultimately, he just hated the discomforting wind that practically gnawed his face and the deepening snow that made him feel shorter than he already was.

You were always taller than him. While he stopped growing a little too early for his liking, you continued in your vertical growth, sprouting like a shoot. You knew well how awkward it made him feel. When you stood next to him, he stood on his toes as long as the little muscles and tendons would allow him. He wore shoes with taller heels. He straightened his spine and raised his head when you were around. On the other hand, you wore the flattest of shoes and slumped as long as your aching back would allow. As you aged and your feelings for him expanded, you feared that he would resent you for this difference in height. To you, it didn’t matter that much while someone dared mention the word short or shrimp in Edward’s direction found themselves flattened in the ground. You lost count of how many hours you spent at night, counting the grooves in your ceiling, fretting and worrying over this very matter.

Obviously, that hindered nothing. He confessed to you proudly how long he loved and cared for you, while standing on a rock, of course. Without another word, you caught him in your arms, spinning around and around until he finally demanded that you put him down. Such actions only made him feel small and helpless.

Your relationship blossomed from here on out. You loved each other deeply, and you were confident in his love. You knew one would do anything for the other. You went out your way to help or cheer up the other.

But, naturally, because of the difference in stature, stares from bystanders and strangers follows your path. Often times, Edward was too lost in his thoughts to even notice them-until he caught whispers of his own height. After which, he gave them tongue lashings that were sure to leave them quivering with terror. Although you were proud and even a bit amused that he stood up to those who dared judge you, you couldn’t help but notice hints of guilty lurking within you. You held each other higher than your own lives, and those on the outside only spoke of the awkwardness in height. Not than anyone else mattered, but how could you not notice?

Still, you persisted on. You only grew closer as the days continued, and you both never thought you could possibly be happier.

Of course, this little snow challenge left little to be desired on Edward’s side of the spectrum, but that was only a mild annoyance. You just smiled until your creation was complete.

“Look!” you cheered, folding your dry hands beneath your chin.

“Ugh, it’s about damn time!” he grumbled and shuffled over to you. “What is it?”

After kneeling beside you, you presented your masterpiece. Two miniature snow men stood upright on their stone foundations. One was a great deal shorter than the other but his stick arm was held proudly in the air.

One corner of his mouth tilted upward and a golden eyebrow raised. “Is that...you and me?”

You suppressed a giggle and nodded. “It was hard to get some of the details but...,” your voice trailed off, and you promptly ended it with a shrug.”

“Well, I think they look quite nice,” he chuckled and patted your shoulder. “Good job, babe. Now can we go inside?”

With a roll of your eyes, you agreed, stood up and stretched your stiff and cold limbs. Before you started the journey back, Edward clasped your wrist in his and pulled you back towards him.

“Hey, don’t you think you should get a little prize for your creation?” he said with a wink.

As he wrapped his arms around the small of your back, you draped your arms over his shoulders.

“I’m not opposed to that,” you said with a wink.

His golden eyes melted as he reached for your mouth, now drying and cracked from the freezing weather. It was slow and rhythmic, and the heat made your entire face tingle. More importantly, it made your heart soar with delight. When you separated from, believing him to be finished, he only grabbed your hair, crashing them back in place. Though caught off guard, you immediately latched your arms around him, kissing him back with that same eagerness.

You may have hit a few bumps in the road to reach this point. You may have caught a few confused stares from those around you. You may have brushed away your own concerns. But, in the end, the only thing that mattered was the love you both shared, the love that remained steadfast in the face of every challenge you faced.

In the end, it was all you needed.