( dicks are at least a normal part of anatomy, masochism is not!!!
It's not that Emil is at all upset about the fact that Lalli pulled a fast one on him -- at least not now that he knows his hair is fine -- but it's so...out of character? It's not in his nature to be humorous, so to see him doing something so silly is truly strange. He doesn't need to see the proof of it to believe Klaus. At least, he assumes if he's offering, it's not a lie. )
Let me see. ( No, he asks with good humor because he wants to see his friend actually indulging in something of the more comical variety. )
if proof didn't exist, klaus wouldn't have offered at all. maybe he'll fib a little for the play-along of a prank, but when it comes to having evidence to back up such shenanigans, and especially from lalli of all people— the tone of emil's voice conveys amusement, too. he can't help wanting to prove the swede's friend is totally the little shit that started all this.
with a delighted grin, he flips the camera off and opens his messages, scrolls through them until he finds the one then holds his arm out so emil can read.] Check it out.
( Emil scans over it quickly. Huh. So Lalli does have it in him to be a little shit. Any version of Lalli that isn't staunch and closed off is one that he finds great enjoyment in, even if he has no problem with him in almost any of his forms. It's just nice news. He does have the capability to cut loose a little.
Well, at least I know it's not true. ( He turns away from the screen, smoothing his hair down again. ) I don't know what I'd do to have to get all of that pink out of my hair. Which, again, would not be appealing.
( Just so Klaus is perfectly clear on that fact and gets no ideas from this debacle. )
[it's goddamn adorable is what it is and part of the reason why klaus couldn't resist helping lalli out. that, and getting to see emil practically inhale whatever he was drinking a little bit ago was totally worth it.
just admit it: your boyfriend's ‘cute,’ emil, it's fine.]
Actually, that's something I'd be able to help with. [don't mind him, switching back to the camera and leaning in to snap a double-selfie while emil straightens his hair.] Sure it would. You're not even giving the idea a chance.
[too bad he's already contemplating it, reaching to rub the ends of some blond hair between his forefinger and thumb.] Pink ends would look super cute with your hairstyle.
And also some more ridiculous ideas that he won't entertain!!! Klaus will receive A Look after that little photo, pulling backward after the touch. The yank doesn't bother him as much as the blasphemy. )
My hair is just fine as it is. No cutting, no dyeing, no side-parting. Nothing.
[as always, naturally, because lalli and emil are boyfriends and there's no changing his mind.
the hair slips from between his fingers after emil pulls away, causes klaus to raise his eyebrows and pop his tongue, a far too mischievous smirk quirking the left half of his face upward.]
Touchy, touchy, [he withdraws though, defensively holds his hands up.] Don't worry, I'm not going to ruin your precious bob.
[his features split into a smile that could rival the cheshire cat's.] Even if I was going to prank you, you'd never see it coming.
[then klaus draws the already raised hand to his mouth, kisses his fingers and pats the top of emil's head as he strides past him toward the dormitories.]
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It's not that Emil is at all upset about the fact that Lalli pulled a fast one on him -- at least not now that he knows his hair is fine -- but it's so...out of character? It's not in his nature to be humorous, so to see him doing something so silly is truly strange. He doesn't need to see the proof of it to believe Klaus. At least, he assumes if he's offering, it's not a lie. )
Let me see. ( No, he asks with good humor because he wants to see his friend actually indulging in something of the more comical variety. )
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if proof didn't exist, klaus wouldn't have offered at all. maybe he'll fib a little for the play-along of a prank, but when it comes to having evidence to back up such shenanigans, and especially from lalli of all people— the tone of emil's voice conveys amusement, too. he can't help wanting to prove the swede's friend is totally the little shit that started all this.
with a delighted grin, he flips the camera off and opens his messages, scrolls through them until he finds the one then holds his arm out so emil can read.] Check it out.
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It's kind of, uh...four-letter-word-that-starts-with-a-c. )
Well, at least I know it's not true. ( He turns away from the screen, smoothing his hair down again. ) I don't know what I'd do to have to get all of that pink out of my hair. Which, again, would not be appealing.
( Just so Klaus is perfectly clear on that fact and gets no ideas from this debacle. )
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just admit it: your boyfriend's ‘cute,’ emil, it's fine.]
Actually, that's something I'd be able to help with. [don't mind him, switching back to the camera and leaning in to snap a double-selfie while emil straightens his hair.] Sure it would. You're not even giving the idea a chance.
[too bad he's already contemplating it, reaching to rub the ends of some blond hair between his forefinger and thumb.] Pink ends would look super cute with your hairstyle.
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And also some more ridiculous ideas that he won't entertain!!! Klaus will receive A Look after that little photo, pulling backward after the touch. The yank doesn't bother him as much as the blasphemy. )
My hair is just fine as it is. No cutting, no dyeing, no side-parting. Nothing.
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the hair slips from between his fingers after emil pulls away, causes klaus to raise his eyebrows and pop his tongue, a far too mischievous smirk quirking the left half of his face upward.]
Touchy, touchy, [he withdraws though, defensively holds his hands up.] Don't worry, I'm not going to ruin your precious bob.
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When you say it like that, I find it hard to believe you aren't tempted.
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[then klaus draws the already raised hand to his mouth, kisses his fingers and pats the top of emil's head as he strides past him toward the dormitories.]