[Are you guys that fucking hcrny.]

TAKES PLACE FIVE MONTH BEFORE FREE MAN

+small hc! (read on to learn lol)

(Didn't see a lot of this guy, so here we are! You guys aren't together yet, Your 1st POV, fluffy, but mostly on the comedic side. Hope you enjoy!) 

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   If I had a quarter for every time that Burt Curtis would ask me for help, I would have one.
Well, I wasn't expecting Burt to ask me for help. Since he's such a lonewolf asshat and all, I was just expecting for him to suck it up and do his work alone, or abandon it completely.

   But I guess he asked me for my help! Heh, I feel pretty useful right now.

   So, I mind as well make the most of it, after all, I've had my eyes set on him for a while now... For his work and strange, protruding headphones that is!

   I walked into Burt's work-room cheerfully, and saw many papers pasted onto walls, most of the papers being finished paperwork and reminders, some of them being pictures of 'weird colored space bean bag-like figures' posing. And an old school computer. It was pretty bland, but not unexpected for a monotone guy like him.

   I spotted Burt looking down at the computer with a tedious, stale expression before glancing back at me, then returning to his work. Jeez, what's with this guy and complete boredom?

  "I'm here, Burtsy!" I beamed, grabbing his office chair happily, making his Top hat tilt slightly. "So, what do you need help with?"

  Burt groaned, "All I need is for you is to get some documents. Nothing else." He told me, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

  I pouted. Jeez, he's so dense. "Fine, be that way, sweety." I said stubbornly, getting up from hugging his chair.

  "Whatever, don't call me sweety. Just get the paperwork in the Storage B and leave." He responded to me roughly, his eyes locked to the screen.

  "I wouuuld... But, I've never been to Storage B, honeybuns. I'll need your help." I said truthfully. Yeah, I'm sort of new to the Toppats. I managed to scramble up and sign up practically seconds before the Orbital Station launched. Burt was assigned my mentor, so we've been quite close.

  "Can't you get someone else to help you besides me? I need to get my work done. And don't call me that!" He barked back, this time, actually glancing back at me. Was he... flustered? I couldn't tell, since his face is shadowed by his top hat.

   I sighed and shook my head, a toothy smile showing up on my face. Little does little ol' Burtsy Wurtsy know, I've got intel on him that will surely make him help me...

  "Babe, you're the only lovely Toppat member I know well enough that used to work at Storage B! Everyone else just works at Storage A, and the others who worked at Storage B only knew some of the layout! You need to help." I explained, trying to convince him to help.

  "How the hell do you know that?" He asked me, typing faster on his keyboard.

  "I knew what you were going to ask me, babe. So I asked every Toppat I knew that worked at Storage B. Turns out not a lot work there... So, I need your help, babe. After all they all recommended you."

  He groaned before finally shooting up from his chair abruptly. "C-can you stop giving me shitty nicknames?! P-please?!" He snapped at me, his face bright red. I smiled widely at his beat-red face, causing him to give me a confused, flustered glare. "What the hell are y-"

  "I didn't know you were so cute, you handsome gwa gwa!"I ran over and bear-hugged him, causing him to flinch. "Now that you said please, I won't call you anymore nicknames... Except for one." I said as I looked up/down at him, his face still frustrated and beat-red.

  "And that is...?" He tilted his head slightly, somewhat impatient.

  "Husband. Do you like it?"

   Burt's eyes widened, and he immediately pushed me away to the wall nearby as I began to cackle at his flustered shock. To be honest, I thought he was going to just glare at me weirdly and shrug it off, but he's surprisingly expressive towards this. I wonder why... Not like I know or anything~.

  "H-Husband?!" He squawked, breaking out of his 'laid-back' character. "What kind of nickname is that?! We're not even together yet!"

  "Yet? So you're thinking of getting together?" I teased, smiling at him as he covered his face with his palm.

  "I just didn't...! Ugh-whatever, call me whatever you want. Let's just get to Storage B."

  "You didn't answer the question, y'know."

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801 words, hope you enjoyed!