Mane (Sean/White)

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"Baby, are you still mad at me?" Sean's voice echoed through their small loft. White didn't look at his boyfriend and turned to his side, ignoring him. He could hear him sigh and walk closer to the bed. Soon the mattress sunk and the familiar body snuggled up to him. 

"Sean is sorry, na?" Sean kissed his bare shoulder. White shivered at the thick lips touching his skin. 

"I promise to ask you before cutting my hair again." Sean sneaked his long arms around his waist, turning him involuntarily to face him. White pouted as soon as he saw his beloved's haircut. It's not that White didn't find Sean extremely sexy with short hair. He had a similar haircut when they met, but with all the commotion, his boyfriend didn't have time to go to the hairdresser and let his hair overgrow. And White fell in love with his longer hair. He loved how his fingers slid through it, tangling and untangling in the thick mane. 

"I am not mad," White answered. Sean's eyebrow raised, evidently not believing him. 

"I am sad." White corrected. He lifted his hand, running fingers through Sean's hair easily. His pout deepened.

"I loved how my fingers tangled in your hair. I loved how I could tug at them, to pull you closer." White whispered. 

"Sorry, baby." Sean leaned closer, brushing his lips against White's. 

"It's okay. You are more comfortable with short hair." White smiled at him. Even though he was sad, he would never force his boyfriend to do anything he didn't like. His love was greater than his problems with his hair.

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