Ego Ship one-shots

You Don't Like My Hair?! || William/Celine

Ship: Willaim x Celine

Request from Tumbler.

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Celine laughed and William groaned. "Why is your hair like this?"

"Like what?" She asked, flipping her magazine page.

"Messy."

Celine rolled her eyes. "Your moustache is messy."

"You're on thin ice," William whispered.

Celine smirked. "Am I?"

"Yes," William muttered and threw the brush across the room.

"What was that?" Celine asked turning to see her brush halfway across the room.

William clapped his hands. "The snarls are out. Now I can braid it."

"Remember only one." Celine reminded and turned the page again.

"Your hair really isn't that long have you thought of cutting it?"

"What? You don't like my hair?" Celine cried dramatically.

William blinked. "No! I love it, I was just asking sorry Celi."

"I'm just joking Wil. Maybe." Celine whispered the last part.

Celine shifted to grab another magazine but was stopped when Wiliam tugged at her hair. "Stop moving and let me braid your hair."

Celine laughed and moved back. "Sorry."

William nodded as he continued to braid her hair. "Pass me the band."

"Of course," Celine said and handed Willaim a hairband.

William finished the braid and grinned. "Looks good."

Celine nodded and quickly turned her head, nearly hitting William in the face. "Wow watch out."

"Oh sorry."

"You look good."

"I always look good," Celine said and flipped her braid back.

Willaim nodded. "Lovely."

"Ready to go?"

William nodded and hopped off the couch, holding out his hand. "Yes, my seer."