Hair
Roy glanced over at his sleeping companion, not ready to wake up yet. Edward's hair had spilled out over the pillow and the sun was catching it just so. It created a halo around, making him appear angelic. He reached over and touched it; it was soft and smooth, just like he knew it would be. Edward didn't let him play with his hair often, so this was a rare treat. With a thought, he reached across the teen and snuggled into him. His nose was buried in that soft, nice smelling gold and even though he knew he would probably pay for it later, for now, it was worth it.
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