Richtofen doesn't have many habits he could think of - doesn't smoke except socially, he's drinks a lot less than the bunch of them, nails are trimmed not bitten, and he was never one for gambling.
However, as much as he tries otherwise, he messes with his mustache constantly. He doesn't even realize it nine times out of ten. You were the one who pointed it out.
When thinking, he rubs and pets his mustache, sometimes even twisting the short hairs. When he works he licks it every few minutes it seems, and sometimes he pulls his lip in to scrape at it with his lower teeth.
He first denied even touching it much, but once you started calling him out on it as a point, he realized just how often he's fucking with it.
To be fair though, the rare moments you two get cuddling, you enjoy messing with it as well. And him kissing you is a lot of fun, the texture of his mustache making it much better.
You joked to him that if he shaved it off he wouldn't know what to fidget with, and he almost took you up on that until you begged him not to. Bare faced Edward just wasn't something you were ready for just yet.
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Eh, something short, its been in my mind and I wanted to write it down
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Richtofen Headcanons + Oneshots
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