Watchdogs Imagines

Wrench- Foodie Innuendos

"You're making such a mess." Wrench chuckles as he watches me with amusement.

"It's too big, I can't not make a mess." I reply around a mouthful.

"Well next time don't put it all in your mouth honey." Wrench laughs, passing me a fork.

I finally swallow the chunk of chocolate fudge cake, wiping my mouth with a napkin as Wrench leans back on the soft benches, his arms stretched out as I sit opposite, arms on the table as I slowly make my way through dessert.

I take the fork from him and use it to eat my cake, since I obviously wasn't doing a good job with my hands. If anything I probably looked like Bruce from Matilda.

"You try eat cake without getting crumbs everywhere." I murmur, flipping him off as I take another bite.

Wrench shakes his head and leans forward, resting his elbows on the table as I eat the last bit.

"You've got something there." He softly says, gesturing to the corner of my lip. He sighs and shakes his head as I furiously wipe my mouth, obviously missing the smear of chocolate.

He reaches out a hand and uses his thumb to wipe my mouth, then wipes it on his jeans.

"I know, I know. I'm worse than a child." I smile, ducking my head down towards the floor as more people leave the restaurant.

Wrench stands up and holds out a tattooed hand, helping me up as I wipe crumbs from my lap. "You're adorable." He murmurs, wrapping an arm around my shoulders as he uses his phone to pay.

We walk down the street, passing late night vendor's for small businesses when Wrench stops and turns to a stall. I wait until he's finished and he jogs back to me, a single flower in hand as he bows and presents it to me.

"M'lady, would you care for this fragrant specimen of a plant?" He asks in a funny voice. I laugh and curtsey.

"Why thank you my liege." I reply, taking the flower from him as he slides an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him as we walk home.

"And you said I couldn't be romantic!" He scoffs.

"Wrench, I said-" I argue, laughing as he teases my earlier joke about his untraditional ways.

"Yeah, yeah, we'll finish the night off with some jiggy jiggy." He drawls.

"For the love of God, don't ever say that again!" I giggle.