Of Bleached Hair and Chubby Cheeks
It was late…probably 2 or 3 in the morning when Massu comes home and the left side of the bed dips with the extra weight. Ryo automatically lets go of the human sized pillow he was hugging and opts for the real deal. Nuzzling his nose in Massu’s freshly cleaned hair; he feels the unfamiliar roughness of Massu’s hair. Sighing, he says, “Massu, stop bleaching your hair, I miss the old soft fluffyness of your hair”
“But you were the one telling everyone to go blond at least once in their lifetime…”
“Yah but that doesn’t mean you! You have the fluffiest soft hair…maybe I should…yeah I should.”
“Eh?!”
“Come on outta bed; come to the kitchen with me.”
“But I just got all warm…”
“I don’t care; I want that soft hair back. Come, please?”
“But…Ryo-chan…” Massu whines.
“Too bad” and with that, he pulled Masuda right out of bed and into a chair in the kitchen.”
“Ummmmm…why are we in the kitchen?”
“Olive oil. It’s good to soften your hair and to moisturise it.” That said, Ryo began to our some extra virgin olive oil into his palm and rubbed it into Massu’s hair going to the roots.
“Let this sit for 15 minutes and then go wash your hair as you normally would ok?”
“Haiiiiiii” And as Massu waited patiently in the chair, Ryo had gone to the sink to thoroughly wash the grease off of his hands.
And in half an hour, Massu’s hair was clean and silky, lying on Ryo’s lap; the Osakan combed and dried his hair.
“Massu, I miss your chubby cheeks…”
“…”