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Pairing(s): Kanna/Pakku.
Warning(s): none.
Word Count 100.
Future Fic.
"I don't have much hair anymore," Pakku says. "I appreciate the gesture, though."
Kanna runs a hand over the bald patch which still attempts to stubble. Her hands have become deeply wrinkled and scarred from parenthood, work, and now grandchildren. Should any stubble prick her, she doesn't seem bothered with it.
"You still have tangles," she says. "We are going to look decent for our wedding."
Her dry, throaty voice warms. Her hand moves from his scalp down to his shoulder. Pakku reaches up and covers her hand with his.
"You'll be the most beautiful bride."
"I'm happy looking decent."
