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"Hey, Lotus?"
Sethos called from his spot on the floor, hands busy tying his hair up in his typical ponytail. Above him, sitting on their shared bed was Kunikuzushi, book in hand.
"Hm?" he replied, not bothering to look up from said book.
"Y'know how I braided your hair that one time?"
His eyes flicked up from the book to the man sitting below him, "Yeah, what about it?"
"Do you know how to braid?" he asked, turning his head to face Kunikuzushi.
Fully looking up now, he scoffed, "Do I look like someone who doesn't know how to braid hair?"
"Hey! It was just a question!" Sethos pouted, "And anyway, that's not a full answer!"
Rolling his eyes, he replied "Yes, I do, Sethos."
"Cool, cool.."
A few moments passed before Sethos opened his mouth to ask the puppet another question;
"Soo..how come you never braid your own hair?"
"Well I'm not sure if you noticed but my hair isn't exactly long enough for that," Kuni bluntly replied.
"Right right.."
Kuni let out an exasperated yet fond sigh, "..You know you could just ask me to braid your hair, right?"
"Was it that obvious..?" Kuni could see the blush creeping up on Sethos' cheeks.
"Yes," he teased.
Kuni sighed once more before setting down his book on the nightstand and patting a spot on the bed beside him.
"Do you want me to braid your hair or not?" he commented after there was no movement from the person on the ground.
"Right!" Sethos quickly got up from the ground and sat in front of his lover. Moving his arms again, Sethos swiftly untied the ponytail he had just tied up, a river of coffee and cream curls cascading down his back.
A light blush painted Kuni's cheeks as he admired his boyfriend's long, curly hair that shimmered in the evening light that peeked through the curtains.
"Kuni?" Sethos asked after one too many moments passed without feeling anything in his hair.
Snapping back into reality, he shifted his body to be fully on the bed, then gently took Sethos' hair, moving all of it to the back where it could be easily accessed, sans his bangs.
Ball-jointed fingers delicately sectioned Sethos' hair into three parts, then began slowly weaving them over and under each other. His hair was soft to the touch, just as Kuni thought it would be– though he'd never say that aloud. Neither of them uttered a word, enjoying the comfortable silence they shared. When he finished, Kuni slipped the pleat over his shoulder.
"Done," he said, softly.
Sethos' hands lifted to touch it. He peeked over his shoulder, a soft smile visible.
"It's pretty."
Kuni returned the smile.
Fully turned around now, Sethos lifted up his arms and stretched, yawning. He slumped down and hooked his arms around Kuni's neck, cheek pressed against his collarbone.
"What exactly are you doing?" Kuni asked, seemingly annoyed, although his arms snaked around Sethos' waist, bringing him closer.
"Hmm? I cant help ittt.." Sethos whined, his bottom lip jutting out, "not when my boyfriend is this pretty.." he continued, a sly grin displayed on his face.
Kuni, eyebrows furrowed and pink in the face, leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. His lips, just like his hair, were soft. He gave him another kiss to his forehead, then two to both of his cheeks. Then another. And another. And-
"Okay, okay, okay! I get it!" Sethos muttered, his face basking in a deep rouge.
Quite proud of himself, Kuni kissed Sethos one more time on his lips, and Sethos returned it. The kiss was soft, chaste, and warm. Sethos was the one to pull away first, resting his forehead on Kuni's.
As if knowing what the other was thinking, they both moved, laying down on the bed, hand in hand.
Kuni watched the man now lying beside him. The thick eyelashes that partially covered those gorgeous green eyes, his sweet smile, the dark and light curls that pooled onto the bed...
"Your hair came undone."
"Huh?" The desert dweller instinctively touched the back of his head, they had forgotten to tie it back… "Oh..guess it did.." he breathed out. An embarrassed smile found its way onto his face. "My bad.."
"It's whatever.."
The evening sun was now gone, and the bright moon now settled in the sky. Moonlight shined down into their room. The room fell back into a deep, calming silence as the pair looked at each other. While Kuni was admiring Sethos' hair, Sethos followed suit, watching as the puppet's indigo hair shifted between blue and purple.
As Sethos' eyelids started to droop, Kuni took the chance to slide his hands around his waist again, pulling him closer and tucking Sethos' head into the crook of his neck.
"By the way.." he started, "Don't expect me to braid your hair again."
The puppet could feel his lover's smile grace his face again as he giggled.
"Alright, alright," he yawned, pulled their blanket over them, then sleepily clasped his hands together around Kuni's back.
The last thing Sethos felt before drifting to sleep was another small kiss on his forehead, gifted by his lover that was cradling him in his arms.