Golden Desire

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by jaylemaster

by jaylemaster

Gold; that's all I see when I look into his eyes. The silky grey hair flowing gracefully as he struts. His witty personality never failing to help him fabricate puns in every conversation.
I never used to notice these things. Something in me changed, and I'm not positive it was for the better.
Desire; that's all I feel when I'm around him. Whether he's lifting weights, fighting hostiles, or simply just poking fun at March, I can't seem to rid myself of these emotions. They're exhausting me.

   "You alright, Dan? All the fighting tiring you out?" Caelus asks me as I change into a more comfortable shirt.
   "What gave you that idea?" I say with a hint of sarcasm. He shrugs at my response.
   "Wouldn't surprise me. With everything we've done here, I'd be impressed if you weren't tired. Oh!" He exclaims as I turn to look at him curiously, "What if we take a vacation to some beach planet with the gang after all this? Bask in the warm sun, jump some waves, doesn't that sound amazing?" The sparkle in his eyes slowly fade as he continues, "Gah, if only The Express allowed vacation time, I understand why they don't, but sometimes I just feel like throwing myself in bed and sleeping for 16 hours straight." The golden retriever-like boy pouts as he plops down on the sofa. I make my way over and settle down beside him.
   "I know the feeling. Sometimes you just have to be away from everyone and think about everything that's been going on." I express my feelings on the matter.
"Yeah, but you're always trying to find seclusion anyway, I'm surprised your head isn't so big from thinking 24/7." Caelus smirks at his 'humorous' remark as I slightly glared at him. Sighing, I rest my head against the back of the sofa, slowly feeling even more fatigued.

After a while I hear faint snores. I look to my left and see that Caelus has dozed off, mouth hanging slightly open, chest rising and falling softly. The stress of the past week has melted away, leaving his attractive features completely tranquil.
Desire. Desire to do what? I'm not sure, but this tang in my chest isn't going away. I carefully lean towards him to observe his face, hoping to soothe this feeling. It's fruitless as I just feel my heart beat faster, finding every detail of him flawless. I reach out to touch his hair, but hesitate. Would I be able to stop? Finding the urge too strong to bother debating with myself, I cautiously reach for a lock and feel the silky hair between my fingers.
Getting myself lost in the feeling, I mindlessly start to braid a small strand of his hair on the side of his head, finding it strangely relaxing. I dig through my pocket to find one of March's small pink hair ties that she had dropped during the past whirlwind of a week. I have yet to find an opportune moment to return it to her. I wrap it around the end of the newly intertwined tress and contemplate my work. The interwoven strand sticks out ever so slightly, adding a certain charm to his handsome attributes.
I wonder what Cal would look like if I made braids of all his locks. I continue to make little braids for a few minutes, letting them hang loosely since I only had the one hair tie. Finishing the last one, I sit back and rest my hands lightly on my crossed legs, gazing at Caelus to survey the finished product. Somehow, it fits his personality perfectly; unruly and child-like. Though that seems to be part of his allure, too.
I should probably cease my antics before I get sucked into his riveting features even further. I gently run my fingers through Cal's hair to unravel the weaved strands and save myself from humiliation. I shudder as I imagine March's taunting shrieks.
I stand up, careful not to wake Caelus, and amble towards my bed. I wrap myself up in the blanket and ponder what other hairstyles would look intriguing on Cal as I fall into a deep sleep.

I felt the warm sun beams on my face as I arouse, enjoying the placid environment before slowly getting up. Walking across the room, I notice the couch which Caelus had been sleeping on was vacant. I assume he had gone to the hotel's dining room. The man seems to be unable to function without food in his stomach.
I run through my morning routine, leave the room, and make sure to lock the door on my way out.
As I approach, the scent of Belobog Sausage fills my nose and I hear March's excited squeal surge from the room. The hotel probably set out her favorite sweets; she goes absolutely feral over those.
I walk into the room and notice March isn't anywhere near the food. Instead, she's bouncing around Caelus, enthusiastically snapping pictures as he strikes different poses. I have a sinking feeling as I realize March isn't squealing about sweets.
"O-M-G Caelus, who braided your hair!? It looks so good on you! Wait, is that my hair tie?" March eagerly inquires, setting down her camera.
"Yeah, what do you think? Suits me, right?" Caelus seems to sparkle as he flashes a stunning smile, posing with his fingers forming an L under his chin.
I forgot about the hair tie. A bead of sweat slides down my temple. What am I going to do? I was the only one with Caelus all night. Once he says he didn't do it, all the fingers will point back at me. How could I be so stupid?! Will my feelings be completely out in the open? March has a talent for sniffing out these types of things. How can I stop this from escalating?
Embarrassment starts to wash over me as I rack my brain for solutions, but Caelus perks up before I can think of one.
"I was feeling a little devious and felt like doing something different with my hair. So did I pull it off? Do I look like a whole other person now?" He makes another one of his stupid expressions as March fawns over his hair. Caelus' eyes glide over to me as he beams warmly over at my slightly overwhelmed figure. He sends me a knowing wink before continuing to babble with March.
Why would he lie? He has to know I'm the one that braided his hair, so why didn't he tell the truth? I heaved a sigh of relief. No matter his reason, I'll have to show him my appreciation later. I wipe the confusion off my face before strolling up to the chaotic duo.
"Interesting hairstyle, Caelus." I say with a slight smile.
"I know, right? I really like it!" He grins at me then continues to chatter to us about other hairstyles he'd like to try. I feel contentment course through me as I get lost in his golden eyes.
Maybe this change in me was for the better.

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AN :)

this is literally the first thing i've written in like 10 years. i was finally going to sleep at 5 in the morning and got whacked by creativity with a frying pan. that didn't make sense, but long story short, i wanted to write something small. thanks for reading it, hope y'all liked it :D