Makoto noticed a lot of different things Haru did, or said, only a daily basis.
He noticed how Haru would wake up with his mouth open slightly, calm breaths floating over Makoto's collarbones.
He noticed the way Haru's eyes would light up when Makoto mentioned anything about mackerel, cats or himself.
He also noticed how Haru's face would turn slightly pink when Makoto would remove any clothing that allowed the blue eyed boy the chance to see Makoto's tanned skin underneath. Even after they had been together for seven years now.
But he had only recently noticed the height difference between them. It wasn't like a sudden realisation, it was a few smaller things that had built up and slowly Makoto had realised that Haru was quite small, well, compared to Makoto, at least.
He only first realised it when they had gone to the store one day and Haru had wondered off somewhere to get something as Makoto grabbed some more milk and toothpaste for the pair. After a couple of minutes, Makoto had already gotten the things he needed so he had gone to look for Haru, only to find the other reaching for an item on the top shelf.
Makoto didn't help straight away, the sight was just too cute to stop. Haru was on his tiptoes in one of Makoto's old hoodies, sleeves falling past his elbows as reached up for the can of cat food Makoto had forgotten to get.
Makoto watched as Haru's face slipped into a frown as he let his arm drop back to his side in defeat, but his face slipped into a scowl when he saw Makoto watching, trying to stifle his laughter into his large palm. Haru was just too cute.
"Y'know, if you think it's so funny, you come and get it."
Haru grumbled, folding his arms and turning away from Makoto, who was slowly making his way down the shopping aisle. He shifted the milk and toothpaste into his left arm as he walked, stopping and looking up at the cat food tins. The green eyed boy reached up for the tins and picked two up with ease, not even moving up on to his tiptoes. He didn't say a word as he smiled and set the cans down in his left arm, reaching over and slipping his right into Haru's, tugging him along to the checkouts.
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Now that was two weeks ago and not much had happened since then, but it was little things that Makoto had noticed too. Like, Haru's shoes were much smaller than Makoto's, the smaller boy was a size 6 where as Makoto was a size 9. His clothes were also a lot smaller, well, Haru himself was just generally smaller. His arms were shorter, thinner and so were his legs. His shoulders weren't as broad as Makoto's but the taller boy loved that about Haru.
He fit perfectly in Makoto's chest when they hugged, his hands fit snuggly into Makoto's own when they linked them, whether it be out and about, or during a movie. Haru always loved stealing Makoto's hoodies and sleeping in them because they were "big and warm" he other boy had told him when he had asked about it. But Makoto didn't complain, he liked getting them back and them smelling of Haru, he always felt more at ease when they did.
But, back to Makoto noticing how small Haru was compared to himself.
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It happened a week after the whole shopping incident and this one was a little more.. Painful, to say the least about it.
The pair had both finished their various lessons and obligations, such. As swim practise, for the day and found themselves hungry. Now, Haru usually cooked and Makoto wasn't complaining about that at all, but maybe mackerel for the fourth time this week wasn't the best idea.
So they had decided to eat out, which was good because they were close to a small restaurant that Makoto enjoyed going to, as it served mackerel for Haru, and had whatever else for himself.
