[Majima's hair was dark and sleek like silk, and Tim really wanted to run his hands through it just to see if it felt as smooth as it looked. Something about how it framed his face made him look younger; maybe it softened up some of the sharp lines of his cheekbones and jaw. It was a good look for him regardless, and one that Tim wouldn't mind seeing a little more often.]
[This man was a whole snack any day of the week, but, god, put him in this outfit and take down his hair and he was a five course dinner.]
Yeah, yeah, like that.
[Don't mind if his voice sounded a little faint, he was just in the process of realizing that he was dating the actual hottest man on this planet. Lucky him, and everybody else could just die jealous.]
God, I'd have to beat people offa you with a stick.
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[This man was a whole snack any day of the week, but, god, put him in this outfit and take down his hair and he was a five course dinner.]
Yeah, yeah, like that.
[Don't mind if his voice sounded a little faint, he was just in the process of realizing that he was dating the actual hottest man on this planet. Lucky him, and everybody else could just die jealous.]
God, I'd have to beat people offa you with a stick.