Jiason's 25, Jaoul's 23. WARNING: Shaving cream and razors!
Jaoul dropped his razor in the sink and picked up the copy of Scientist Today, not caring about the inch of shaving cream slathered over his chin.
Shaving was a boring and tedious task, and the new cover of his favorite magazine had more interesting things to offer.
"A three-way car, boat, and airplane?" he gaped. "That's a new one..."
He jumped with a start when two arms reached around him and grasped the razor.
"This is becoming of you, Jaoul. Stopping in the middle of your morning routines and getting sidetracked by some new article."
"Jiason, you scared me!" Jaoul said, annoyed, but not bothering to set the magazine down. "As long as I get to work on time. Did you know that they've just come out with the idea for a air-borne and naval car? This is extraordinary!" He held the magazine up.
Jiason chuckled and swiped the magazine.
"Do you remember when I taught you how to properly shave?" he said with a smile, and raised the razor to Jaoul's eye level. "You were 18 years old and still missing spots all over your face."
"Bosh..!" Jaoul sputtered, shoving the razor back. "You just wanted me to be so clean-shaven that my pores didn't show."
Jiason chuckled again, and observed the back of the razor in thought.
"Perhaps I should teach you how to shave all over again? Since you seem to have such trouble doing it..." Teasing, he held the counfounded sharp object to Jaoul's face and lightly swiped some cream off.
Jaoul gasped.
"Dang-it, Jiason...let me..be." He set the magazine down and turned to his partner in irritation.
"But you get so flustered when I tease you. It makes it impossible for me to stop." He swiped again, this time hurling all the cream off a spot.
"You're going to cut me!" Jaoul cried, and swung around to grab the razor, though he was impossibly challenged by Jiason's quick dodge and height. "Don't you have better things to be doing in the morning?"
"Better than teaching my partner how to shave? I wouldn't say so..." He smiled sardonically as Jaoul pressed his lips together and grasped for the razor again.
"Confound it! I know how to shave."
After two minutes of swipe-and-dodge with the razor, Jaoul finally relented with a horrible sulk.
"I'm going to miss work today, and the Science department will find out it was because of you," he said affirmatively, crossing his arms and turning away.
Laughing, Jiason set the razor down and took Jaoul's arms with a warming smile.
"Love... I'll leave you back to your morning routine. What I really came in here to do was tell you goodbye...and this..." he leaned in for a soft peck. Then he patted Jaoul's neck and headed out the door.
Jaoul stared as Jiason left, face still covered in shaving cream, mouth drawn into a puzzled line.
He shook his head and grabbed the razor...this time with the intent of shaving.
He would never understand that baka...
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