Prompt: Jealousy
Title: Fountain Of Youth
Pairing: Ian/Paul
Word Count: 100
Point to: Ian
Paul sat with his long legs sprawled out in front of him, twisting his head slightly so he could see the television, resting on Ian’s leg. Ian had his small hand in Paul’s hair, lightly running his fingers through its softness. It had grown far too long but Paul stubbornly refused to get it cut. Ian raised a hand to his own bald pate. Damn. He was three years younger than the other man but… He tightened a finger around Paul’s greying locks and found his partner looking up at him in curiosity. “No, I’m not jealous, Merton.” A grin.