Bane sighed tiredly and raked his hand though his hair. He looked over at the lump next to him. Really, Dabide was only ever cute when he slept. When he was awake he would always come up with bad puns, and it seemed like he wanted him to hit him. Seriously.
He played with the flaming orange hair that the younger was so proud of, entwining it between his fingers. It was soft, nearly unbearably soft, without all those hair products the boy used.
He burrowed his nose in that bright softness, breathing in the scent of shampoo.
Strawberries.
Dabide did use the same hair-care products as his sister, after all.
He didn't get more time to revel in his boyfriend's calm and cuteness, when Dabide stretched and yawned, murmuring something inaudible.
"Morning." Bane said, the younger answering by pulling him close with a small "Suki-kisu" and kissing him. Bane supposed he could live with that pun.
A/N: Found this in my cell-phone of all things. I wrote this long time ago, but forgot about it. Sadly, since Bronze Pair deserves so much more love.
Half-way through writing chapter 6 of White Wings and You and loves my hair for it being pink again.