[Reborn] - Your Hair Is My wonderland
Title: Your Hair is My Wonderland
Fandomt: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Pairing: Dino/Squalo
Rating: PG
Prompt: Squalo/Dino: hair fetish, "VOOOIII! STOP TOUCHING MY HAIR!"
Word count: 369
For khrfest
All Squalo wanted after a long mission was a long soak in the bath (which would include an extensive amount of shampoo and conditioner) and a nice long sleep. He even disconnected the phone lines and everything else that would pose a threat to his long-awaited rest.There was just one big yellow thread that he couldn't cut even with his sword.
A big yellow thread in the form of a blond man whose fingers were having an intimate affair with strands of Squalo's hair.
Squalo tried to keep his eyes shut. He wondered why he didn't kick Dino out of his bed before going to sleep. The man's use of puppy eyes should have been made illegal! Someone Dino's age should not be allowed to be able to persuade Squalo with a kicked puppy look!
Or it was just Squalo going soft.
It was only when he was trying to focus on resting like this that he noticed how Dino was so fond of his hair although 'fond' seemed like a huge understatement with the way Dino would try to find one way or another to touch Squalo's hair.Well, it was a hair fetish that Dino had yet to admit. Squalo decided to ignore the fingers and tried to get some serious sleep.
Two hours into the night, the fingers were still in his hair.
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He couldn't stand it anymore. He inched away from Dino and turned to look at his face so he could shout some sense into him.
Dino was sleeping. Dino Cavallone was sleeping.
Squalo's eyebrow twitched. How the hell did he manage to play with his hair if he was sleeping? Squalo cursed under his breath and decided Dino must have been dreaming about something (although he wouldn't admit he was a bit jeaous of what Dino was possibly carressing in his dream).He eased back into the blanket and tried to sleep again.
The fingers returned to his hair like magnets.
The fuck?!
Squalo jumped out of bed at the speed of light, staring at Dino who was still fast asleep. Fucking hell...
"VOOOIII! STOP TOUCHING MY HAIR!!!!"
Dammit. He swore Dino was more in love with his hair than him as a whole.
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Fandomt: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Pairing: Dino/Squalo
Rating: PG
Prompt: Squalo/Dino: hair fetish, "VOOOIII! STOP TOUCHING MY HAIR!"
Word count: 369
For khrfest
All Squalo wanted after a long mission was a long soak in the bath (which would include an extensive amount of shampoo and conditioner) and a nice long sleep. He even disconnected the phone lines and everything else that would pose a threat to his long-awaited rest.There was just one big yellow thread that he couldn't cut even with his sword.
A big yellow thread in the form of a blond man whose fingers were having an intimate affair with strands of Squalo's hair.
Squalo tried to keep his eyes shut. He wondered why he didn't kick Dino out of his bed before going to sleep. The man's use of puppy eyes should have been made illegal! Someone Dino's age should not be allowed to be able to persuade Squalo with a kicked puppy look!
Or it was just Squalo going soft.
It was only when he was trying to focus on resting like this that he noticed how Dino was so fond of his hair although 'fond' seemed like a huge understatement with the way Dino would try to find one way or another to touch Squalo's hair.Well, it was a hair fetish that Dino had yet to admit. Squalo decided to ignore the fingers and tried to get some serious sleep.
Two hours into the night, the fingers were still in his hair.
I.r.r.i.t.a.t.i.n.g
He couldn't stand it anymore. He inched away from Dino and turned to look at his face so he could shout some sense into him.
Dino was sleeping. Dino Cavallone was sleeping.
Squalo's eyebrow twitched. How the hell did he manage to play with his hair if he was sleeping? Squalo cursed under his breath and decided Dino must have been dreaming about something (although he wouldn't admit he was a bit jeaous of what Dino was possibly carressing in his dream).He eased back into the blanket and tried to sleep again.
The fingers returned to his hair like magnets.
The fuck?!
Squalo jumped out of bed at the speed of light, staring at Dino who was still fast asleep. Fucking hell...
"VOOOIII! STOP TOUCHING MY HAIR!!!!"
Dammit. He swore Dino was more in love with his hair than him as a whole.
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