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Mushy May Day 4: Playing With Their Hair

Pairing: Aether/Dewdrop

Characters: Aether, Dewdrop

Tags: Fluff, Hair

Word count: 318

Summary: Mushy May Day 4

Dewdrop gets back from tour and Aether takes care of his hair for him.

Fic below the cut or in ao3

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It had been six months already, six months in which Dewdrop didn’t have any of his hair-care products with him, and so, when the end of the tour neared, his hair had gone from soft and well-cared to unhealthy.

The night when he got back to the ministry, after all the reunions and having dinner he went back to his and Aether’s shared room and settled down on their nest, Aether sitting behind him right after. Soon, the two men were engaging in their small nightly ritual.

Aether gently threaded his fingers through Dew’s hair as he brushed it carefully. Dew could only lean against Aether and breathe softly as he could finally relish in the feeling again. After getting all the knots and tangles out, Aether started giving Dew a soft scalp massage.

Aether thought about how much he had missed this, having Dewdrop leaning against him, letting all the tension and stress out as Aether carefully took care of his hair for him. Aether couldn’t think of something he looked forward more to than that.

Aether was also thinking about just how damaged Dew’s hair had gotten in those past months. The crappy hotel shampoos and cheap soaps having only done bad to it. He couldn’t wait to get it back to its usual soft and healthy state that he loved so much. The damage felt wrong against his fingers, but that only pushed him to work with it more.

Dewdrop leaned further against Aether, he had missed the feeling of the taller ghoul’s fingers against his scalp, how they would rub small circles against it and get him all calm and sleepy.

A few minutes later, when Aether didn’t have any more product to apply to Dew’s hair, Dewdrop finally allowed himself to fall asleep, right against the taller’s chest, while Aether still threaded his fingers through his hair, only for the sake of it.

Musy May Day 8: Subtle Affection

Pairing: Terzo/Omega

Characters: Terzo, Omega, Sister Imperator

Tags: Fluff, they hide it tho, Sister is a bitch in this, uh, holding hands

Word Count: 372

Summary: Mushy May Day 8: Subtle affection

Back in era 3, when Sister Imperator was trying to tear Terzo and Omega apart.

Fic below the cut or in ao3

@forlorn-crows

Terzo was sitting in his office, waiting for Sister Imperator to finally finish talking to him about how he should be more professional on stage and with his ghouls. Those whom Sister referred to as “lowly creatures who are expendable,” unimportant even.

Terzo hated her view of his ghouls, his companions, and how she only let him around them when there was work to do. He wanted to spend more time with them, they were his friends, well, Omega was a bit more than that, but still, he wanted to be able to not have to sneak around to see them all.

Sister seemed to finally get sick of telling him off for the same thing for what would be now the fifth time that week, and left Terzo’s office. Then, Omega walked in from behind a fake door that was in the room. Terzo had found it and made himself a room for him and Omega in there.

“She’s finally gone, amore…” Said Terzo as Omega walked up to where he was and sat on the chair at the opposite end of the table with him, they always did this so that they could pretend to be talking about the band if someone came in.

Omega reached out through the table and took Terzo’s hand in his. “One day.” He said. That sentence Terzo both longed for and hated to hear, “one day,” he replied. One day Terzo would retire, they would be able to leave the ministry and live together somewhere else, spend the rest of their days together, and not worry about Sister’s expectations or sneaking around.

That afternoon, while they walked to practice, their pinkies were intertwined, it was subtle, no one ever thought to look at their hands while passing them through the hallways, but it was their thing, their small rebellion against Sister.

During practice they always stuck together, never too far away from each other, and the other ghouls didn’t mind, knowing that it was one of the few moments where they could actually be together.

And like that, that night, they fell asleep in each other’s arms, hidden away in their secret room, hoping that one day, they would actually have this without fear.

writing fanfiction is just. i’m being so creative and original. i’m plagiarizing everyone by accident. i’m a genius. i’m cringe. i’m too angsty. i’m too cheesy. this is not in character. it doesn’t matter that it’s not in character because these are my characters now. i love my hobby. this is the worst possible use of my time. i’m seeking validation. i’m projecting my own personal problems onto this story and i’m barely hiding it. i know so many words and i’m using all of them wrong. im on tumblr posting about it instead of writing it.

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