can I pl ease request curly crumbs...
im sick for that man and how you write him. thank you very much xoxo
Grant Curly was, by no means, a messy eater.
... Unless you gave that man a burger. Grant Curly loved burgers.
And no matter what you gave him, he always managed to get dirty. It could be the sauce, if could be the grease or crumbs from the bun... He always got dirty somehow. Usually it was just his face or hands, but sometimes he even managed to get his clothes dirty.
Now, this wasn't a problem when you two were in his house, of course. He could just switch shirts, no big deal! And there was always at least a few of his shirts at your place, since you really likes sleeping in them. In public, though?
"... You got messy again."
He looked up at you. He was sitting opposite of you, hunched over, stuffing the burger in his mouth as you enjoyed your chicken nuggets. You couldn't help but chuckle at those blue eyes of his as he looked up at you, almost biting off his own damn fingers as he enjoyed his food, his cheeks and chin covered in BBQ sauce. Some of the extra bacon was about to fall out of the burger.
You rolled your eyes fondly, trying to at least wipe his chin with a napkin before he got his clothes dirty. Just in time, too. The sauce was just about to drip onto his shirt.
You were pretty sure you could briefly see some faint blush on his cheeks as you cleaned up his face. If both his hands weren't holding the burger, he'd probably grab your hand and kiss your wrist by now, muttering out a sweet little thank you. But his hands were busy and his mouth was too full to speak properly. Not like it mattered, the look in his eyes expressed enough gratitude.
Just how they expressed how shocked and flustered he was when you informed him that from now on, he'll be eating burgers with a bib.
Well, the furious red blush helped too, but let's not get into details.
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