#ghostbur fluff

Ghostbur was sitting on the sofa watching friend graze in the fields in front of your small home accompanied by the soft sounds of the water running in the shower.

The small creak of the shower tap being turned off distracted him, but he kept watching friend, finding it amusing how the blue wool would randomly appear amongst the long wheat crop.

"Hello, my blue. Watching friend again, are we?" Your voice broke him from his thoughts, and ultimately entranced him with your soft voice again.

"Yeah but it was funny how he would randomly appear out of the overgrowth. I love it!"

He leaned against the back of the sofa, collecting his blue wool and two small needles and started knitting his small blue patch for his jumper again.

A little while later, you'd rested your head against his shoulder and listened to his soft breaths, and watched friends antics out in the field, a small friend he'd found bouncing around with him.

Your soft snores a few minutes later were quickly noticed by ghostbur and he lifted you into his arms and carried you up to your room. He knew it wasn't right to sleep in the same bed as you, but he was sure you wouldn't mind him just watching your peaceful face while you slept. Was it weird? Not in his eyes.

Eventually, he'd fallen asleep against the soft pillows at the other end of your bed, just before you woke up from your small nap. You climbed into his lap and sat there, admiring his translucent features and his stained blue fingertips.

He woke up to you rested against his arm, a small bite mark left there from your boredom getting the best of you, and some small red lines from where your fingers had run across his arm and shoulder. You didn't mean any harm by it, but just to get revenge for the obvious mark going to be left there, he couldn't help himself when he pressed lingering kisses across your face and jaw.

Safe to say when you both looked in the mirror, you both looked a mess.

Even before Ghostbur became, well, Ghostbur, he was always there to help you whenever your body image issues became bad

Ghostbur, however, just had that special way of helping you

His first tries were always softly kissing you anywhere you felt insecure about, with your consent of course

He would leave you notes around your house, reminding you of reasons he loves you and things he loves about your body

Spoiler alert: a large majority of these things were things you didn't like about yourself

And if the notes didn't work?

Well, Ghostbur turned to... other methods

NSFW past this point

Just like the first method, he started with kissing you everywhere you were feeling bad over

Which turned into him pushing two fingers into you, whispering into your ear about how much he loves you while stretching you open for him

And when he thrusts into you with slow, gentle thrusts, holding you close?