Blood Ancients

During some past holiday, I went to my grandmothers house. While I was there my grandmother came and sat by me on the couch. She calmly spoke to me as if what she had to say she only wanted me to hear. "Will," she said,"I wanted you to know that I don't care what everyone else says, I think your a handsome young man." I didn't quite know what to say so I just say "Uhhh thanks." She got up saying nothing else to me and went into the kitchen.
Just last November, my family was gathered with my grandparents and a few of my other relatives for thanksgiving dinner. Towards the end of dinner my grandparents decided that they wanted a picture of the events. They went around the dinner table taking pictures of clusters of my family. Finally they got to me and those around me. At first I made silly faces due to my insecurities because I'm not very photogenic. Then after my grandparents go mad I started to make serious faces for the picture. That's when I thought they would be appeased and leave me alone. Nope, "WILL, WE SAID TO QUITE MAKING THOSE FACES!" I know that I love my grandparents, but sometimes I don't know that I like them all that much.