♢♡Craig♡♢

Tyler doesn't look at me after that, holding his respective limbs for me to measure. I find a note pad and jot down all the numbers, going back to Tyler. "Now this is where the groping comes in, don't mind it much" I snicker, grabbing a longer measuring tape. "Jesus lord" Tyler mumbles as I wrap the tape around his shoulders. He looks up at me and smirks again, still blushing. "You're awf-ly close" He teases while I roll my eyes. I measure his neck next and he makes a comment about me strangling him.

"Alright now, move your arms" I tell him, I can't measure his waist if he's covering it. "Can't y' just measure me like this and take away the size of m' arms?" Tyler pleads, but I scoff. "That would be difficult, and the waist of the pants may not fit. Shift the arms" I tell him, snickering when Tyler slowly unfolds his arms. Admittedly, I'm blushing too, but not as much as Mr. Tomato here. I try to focus on my work, wrapping my arms around Tyler's waist to arrange the tape.

Tyler turns blood red and looks away until I finally move away and write down the last of my notes. Tyler wraps his arms back around himself and grumbles, curling his knees to his chest now too. "I'll let you wash yourself" I snort, walking out of the room and shutting the door. I quickly lean against it and sigh, rubbing my face. Oh dear jesus what am I doing? I hear footsteps and straighten myself out, but it's just Brian.

"I don't quite like him" Brian complains, crossing his arms. "Well that's too bad, isn't it? He's staying" I say firmly, crossing my arms. "He's nice, Brian. Just give him a chance. I didn't like him at first either" I explain, watching Brian sigh. "Fine, fine. But if your father finds him and shoots him, don't start crying" He mumbles, placing the nicely folded clothing near the door. I hand him the note pad without another word. "Take this to the factory, please. Have three of each garment made"

Brian takes the note pad with a small nod, walking through the house. I yawn and rub my eye, sitting next to the door and humming. Tyler opens the door a crack and hides his body behind the wall. "Are my clothes cleaned yet?" He asks, still grumbling like a little kid. "Mhm, here you go" I chuckle, pushing them towards him. "Thanks" Tyler mumbles, grabbing the clothes and shutting the door. When he walks out, he's still dripping and finally clothed.

"Here, I'll walk out with you" I offer, so we creep outside. The air is humid and thick, but it's nice. I can hear the crickets and cicadas buzzing away, I even spot a few fireflies blinking in and out. The stars are shining and the moon is glowing a soft yellow. "Nice out" Tyler sighs, trotting down the stairs. "Won' need a fire tonite" He sounds pleased, and it makes me wonder how much he really has. "Here, Tyler" I say, handing him my wallet.

"I have lots, you need more. Keep it" I tell him, walking past his shocked figure and towards the fields. "Gee Craig I don'... I don' know what to say. Thanks, I suppose" He murmurs, walking after me. We walk between the rows of cotton in a comfortable silence. I'm shocked when Tyler grabs my hand, but I don't make him let go. "It's late and I'm sure y' got school tomorra'" Tyler starts, turning to face me when we approach the path. "Bring all y' friends at dark and we'll mess the town, kay? I'll see you then"

I go to respond but the second I open my mouth Tyler's lips are on mine. My eyes widen but then Tyler pulls me closer and one of my hands slides into his wet hair and his hands find their way under my shirt. I pull away to get some air but then Tyler kisses me again, so hard I nearly fall back into the cotton bush. I lift myself up on my tippy toes, suddenly a bit more confident, before I realize I'm kissing a man. Tyler pulls away the same time I do, blushing with wide with eyes, and he swallows hard.

"See you tomorrow" He breathes out, heading down the path too fast for me to follow.