#crafty!reader

crafty!reader's apartment that andrew finds...overwhelming at first. every free surface is covered in pieces of you. the walls lined with artworks and photos in handmade frames, windowsills with hand thrown vases you made during a pottery class last summer, pictures and notes and doodles jammed in the frame of the mirror in your bedroom. the colors and clutter seem overwhelming at first, but he loves to see the passion that you put into your projects, he finds it endearing to see how proud you are of your work (and he likes to keep fresh flowers from him in your vases at all times).

crafty!reader getting better about cleaning up after themselves. andrew is a very tidy man, known for rarely having things out of place so when he moves in, it's definitely an adjustment. the paint bottles on the kitchen table, the yarn and thread strands that are scattered depending on whatever you're currently sewing, the minuscule paper clippings after your scrapbooking sessions. he gets antsy when he sees what gets left behind even when you try your best to clean. it takes only a couple weeks to see that it bothers him (despite him not saying anything directly), but you try to make sure that it's one more thing that doesn't irk him when he walks in the door.

crafty!reader making andrew a handmade birthday card. you would have decorated the apartment and gone the whole nine yards, but you didn't want to be so extra for a day he tends to ignore. when you hand him the sparkly card, he doesn't say anything at first. 'maybe i overstepped, was it too much?' but he cuts those thoughts off with a gentle but tight hug. never once has he felt so appreciated and seen, especially when he knows how much love goes into your projects. "d'ya like it?" you whisper, and he confirms with a tight nod. "love it, honey. thank you."

crafty!reader not skipping out when it comes to decorating for the holidays. paper hearts hanging from the ceiling in february for valentine's day, or asking him with a sweet smile to gut your pumpkin in october so you can carve it because "it's so icky and cold, andy! and i don't wanna get the guts under my nails, i just painted them," to which he sighs and rolls his sleeves up (but don't let that fool you, he's done things so much worse with his hands). his favorite work to see you display is helping you hang up the handmade ornaments on the christmas tree. little felt stockings that you beaded on the couch next to him and wooden slices on twine that you painted with beautiful snowy scenes. the smile on your face when you see your work on display makes a permanent smile live on his face for the day.

crafty!reader not checking the time in the middle of a project. andrew waits on and couch mindlessly half-watching tv and waiting for you to wrap up. it's a little after 11 when he glances at that kitchen table and sees your head slumped into your palm, half asleep with a paintbrush in your other hand. the tv turns off and he walks over, taking it out of your hand and dropping it in the water cup in front of you. he gently lifts you from the chair despite your mumbling and rubbing at your eyes, bringing you to the bedroom with a quiet "s'okay, sweetheart. it'll be waiting for you tomorrow."