Title: Hair
Prompt #: 29-Colors
Character(s): Yuan, Botta
Rating/Warnings: yaoi, mature themes
Word Count (if a fic): 380 words
Author's Notes: This one is funny, but somehow on crack. But I think it's funny. They are dorks.
Yuan didn’t even notice him in his bedroom until Botta was climbing almost lazily across his bed, and curled up next to him.
“Long day?” Yuan asked, and Botta growled, curling up more. Yuan sighed, before continuing to brush out his long blue hair. The motion caught Botta’s eye, and it wasn’t long before he spoke.
“Yuan…may I ask you something?” Yuan looked over warily, but nodded anyway.
“It’s just that, I’ve always wondered…since your hair is blue, doesn’t that mean that the rest of your hair on your body, including,” he blushed suddenly, “your pubic hair, the same color? You see…I’ve never known, I have a normal human hair color…” he poked slightly at his brownish spikes. Yuan just started to laugh, surprising even himself.
“Haven’t you ever noticed before? You’ve seen me naked over a dozen times, you think you would have picked up on it,” Yuan said, shaking his head.
Botta immediately went on the defensive. “My mind was occupied at that time with other thoughts.” Yuan just chuckled again and swung himself so he was facing Botta on the bed.
“Well, are you going to look?” Botta flushed again, before reaching down, almost shyly, to undo the snaps to Yuan’s pants. Gently slipping his pants and underwear past him (thanks to some rather elegant maneuvering) he gently dragged out a curly hair in-between his fingers. Yuan’s breath hitched, but he managed to joke anyway.
“So, what’s the verdict?” Botta just marveled at the blue color that reflected off of the hair when it hit the light.
“Fascinating…and oh so beautiful.” Now it was Yuan’s turn to be slightly pink.
“It’s just hair,” he muttered, but was cut off when he was pushed onto his back on the bed.
“I wasn’t just talking about the hair, I was also talking about you. You’re so beautiful…”
Yuan swallowed. “Aren’t we going a little overboard?”
“No, we’re not. And just so you don’t have a fit, I love your hair color too.” Botta watched, almost dazzled as Yuan’s fair arm hair caught the light and bounced back to his eyes a light blue.
“I still say you’re going overboard…”
“And I say kiss me.” Impulsively, Yuan smirked.
“Only if you let me see what color your pubic hair is.”