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Title: Hair fetish
Rating: U
Prompt: Dark
Summary: Minato had always secretly liked Harry's hair.
Warning: Derp derp Minato.
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By this point in time, Minato Namikaze had come to a rather embarrassing conclusion.
He had a hair fetish.
It was the only explanation for this as he found himself staring, yet again, at Harii's hair as the dark haired male walked down the street, Naruto held protectively against his chest, preventing him from controlling the fine black strands that whipped around his face like a black storm in the wind. He remembered admiring Kushina's fiery crimson locks the same way as they flared and danced around her as she beat the bullies who teased her into bloody-smears across the Academy pavements. Well, perhaps admired was a little too weak of a word. He was, if he were honest, completely entranced by the shades of gold, orange, scarlet, crimson, blood and rust he witnessed shimmering in her hair.
And now, as the sun began to set, the chocolate black of Harii's hair seemingly caught fire with red and gold and brown. And finally, when they got home, the sun completely set and Harii's hair, finally laying back down where it belonged in the shelter of their porch, gleamed blue-black in the darkness.
It was safe to say he had a hair fetish as, later that night, he spent a good hour just running his fingers through the choppy strands, idly wishing out loud that it were longer as Harii dozed in his lap, completely oblivious.
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lol, couldn't resist.