Characters: Deathmask, Aphrodite
Ships: Deathmask/Aphrodite
Theme: Humour
Setting: Soul of Gold
Prompt: None
"Get rid of it."
"No."
"Get rid of it."
"No."
"It's the most hideous thing I've ever seen."
"Funny, I recall you saying that about me before."
"Well, it's no surprise that it's on you face then, is it?"
"Admit it, you're just intimidated by how manly and charming it makes me look."
"It makes you look like a drunk street bum. Oh wait, that's just the clothes you're wearing."
"Haha, very funny. I'm still not shaving it off," Deathmask stroked the hideous stubble on his chin lovingly.
Aphrodite blew out a defeated sigh. He waved a dismissive hand at the Cancer Saint, and said, "I guess it's a good thing I'm pretty enough for the both of us."
