I think it’s hilarious when people are talking about height differences in ships and they think it’s all sunshine and rainbows, but as a friend and I were just discussing: I am tiny (at only about 5'2") while my husband is tall (6'3") and built like a house. I know what it’s like to be in a relationship like this, so please consider:
*The tiny one trying to reach something on the top shelf and the big one coming by to scoop them up and lift them with one hand so they can reach it.
*The big one has a bigger vehicle so they can stretch their legs out and the tiny one has to run and hop into it
*The big one can’t get their shoulders through a doorway and gets stuck like twice while the tiny one just slips through and laughs at them
*(my husband does this to me every so often) the tiny one caught in an uncomfortable conversation so the tall one just comes over and picks them up, puts them on their hip like a toddler, and carries them away.
*The tiny one is the scary one
*The big one is a big softie and a nerd and he just loves the tiny sarcastic one to bits
*The tiny one let’s the big one rest on them every now and then but careful don’t smoosh them
*The big one carrying the tiny one away from an argument over their shoulder
*The tiny one will fucking fight you don’t fuck with their massive teddy bear don’t get stabbed hoe
I got more. So so much more.