A random drabble I wrote for a contest on Aarin.
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One of Tatsumi's favorite things about Watari was his hair. It was long and golden, waves upon waves of sunshine flowing down the scientist's back.
Another thing about Watari's hair that Tatsumi liked was its smell. Sometimes, it smelled like honey, sometimes it smelled like summer, and sometimes it smelled like sunflowers.
And it was soft as well. Soft and silky and smooth and all the other words you could use to describe it.
But the one time that Tatsumi didn't like Watari's hair was when it snagged on the frames of his eyeglasses. He sighed as he untangled it.