Looseleaf
CXXXXVI. Fascination
Matt loved to watch Mello do his hair in the mornings. Mello wouldn't mind and Matt had nothing better to do. Besides, it was...fascinating.
Matt gazed in apt attention, watching Mello slide the comb through golden locks. Finally, the timid redhead couldn't take it anymore. "M-Mello..." he said quietly.
Pausing mid-comb, Mello looked at him from the mirror. "Yeah?" he said.
"Can I, um... Can I..." Matt gulped. Since when did my throat start feeling like sandpaper? he thought.
Mello was beginning to put away his supplies, including the pretty comb.
Eight-year-old Matt shouted, "Wait!" He blushed against his own will. "Um, Mels..." He took a deep breath; it was now or never! "Can I brush your hair?"
At that moment, Mello's face split into a smile. He looked happy to hand Matt his comb. "Sure, why not?" He beamed.
Matt let out a breath of relief. Had it really been that easy? He returned the smile and accepted the comb. Once Mello was sitting again on the stool, the redhead busied himself with carefully combing the fantastic hair that was Mello's. The comb was cool in his hands, and he noticed with a brief chuckle that there was a rhinestone on the end of it. Pretty, thought Matt, who had a thing for sparkly stuff.
"I think I'm in heaven," he murmured, the words slipping past his tongue subconsciously.
Mello looked up at him through the mirror in wonder. "What was that, Matty?" he inquired, a smile hinting at his lips.
"I said that I think I'm in heaven," Matt replied, finding it redundant to lie.
"Oh. Okay." Mello let him resume his combing, barely hiding the happy grin behind his hand.
Matt let him think what he wanted. After all, he'd only been talking about the comb.
This was intended to go up yesterday, but it was Glee night, and (SPOILER) Karofsky kissed Kurt and I was scarred for the rest of the night. Oh, and male version of Teenage Dream FTW! XD