AN - A quick one shot, there is a pairing for it but I want to see who verybody thinks it is, don't worry I respond to anyone who reviews. Thanks please review.
Long blond hair being caressed by the wind as it whacks me in my face.
One thick strand hits me painfully in the eye, and as I exclaim in pain, sharp silver eyes are on me. He's looking down his nose at me but he's licking his lips.
Does he not know how that makes me weak in the knees?
He takes a green velvet string of fabric and ties his hair back with it.
Oh how I want to scream at him, yelling at him that he should never do such a thing. Even if it brings me pain I want that beautiful mane of his to be flowing as free as it can. But then I remind my self that he hates to have his hair back.
To not feel the soothing weigh, the protectiveness of his hair surrounding him, it is the most painful thing.
But yet he pulled it back for me, so I would not hurt.
He looks back at me wondering why I'm looking at him with tears in my eyes.
He moves so fast that I swear I didn't see him. He puts his hand on my pale cheek, the fact that he is even paler than I am no longer shocks me.
Rubbing his thumb across my cheek where my tears are falling he looks quite lost.
I duck my head as worry graces those features that I love so.
I quickly look back in to his eyes, knowing how he hates when you speak to him and are not making eye contact, but we're not speaking now, are we?
Oh but we are, not with words by any means, just with His and my eyes, emotions playing back and forth, thoughts reeling, but I feel no attempt to enter my mind. Something changes in me as the wind whips past, more fierce than I have ever seen it.
I reach up and slip my hand in his hair, under the now ponyed hair.
I lean up and lean in to kissing him. My hand quickly pulls the offending fabric away, so that I may once again be blessed by his holy like mane touching my skin.