( 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 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.]