Cherubic

His unruly hair was slicked down with water, and as Jessamy introduced him to Miss Brindle his face assumed a cherubic innocence which would immediately have aroused the suspicions of anyone who knew him.

the flyaway pale curls and his round, cherubic face

“Hey, sweet-cheeks! Can you take my order real quick?” “Hi. Sure thing.” “Sorry--” “What can I get you?” “Uh, mixed green salad, and we'll do the garlic zoodles.” “Zoodles. Good choice.” “Thank you.” “(inhales deeply) "Good choice."” (indistinct chatter) “Zoodles are zucchini noodles.” “"Sweet cheeks"? Seriously, dude?” “She had cherubic cheeks. It's a compliment.” “"Sweet cheeks" is your butt.” “No, it's not.” “It is. It's like calling somebody, I don't know, "sugar tits."” “That's totally inappropriate.”