Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Judal don't you think you should cut your hair soon?"
The Magi looked up, lethargically, at his beloved's voice. "Excuse me?"
"Isn't it annoying?" You watched as he blew a pure black strand out of his eyes.
Judal flared up, "I would never, ever, ever cut my hair. If you cut it, I'll kill you-"
"Okay, jeez, could've just said no." You mumbled with a sigh.
The Black Magi floated his way over with reluctance. "You know my hair is precious, right?"
"You haven't cut it since you were born, yeah, heard it a few billion times." You managed.
"Exactly! Cutting my hair is like cutting my life." Judal said, with seriousness.
"You crazy bastard, did you just compare your hair to someone's life..." You cracked a grin.
He threw you a life-threatening glare. "Yes, I could even say it's worth more."
You set down the scissors. "Alright, no cutting then."
And Judal relaxed; he returned to his spot under the shade, failing to even see your hand reaching for his hair, scissors in hand.
YOU ARE READING
Magi
Fanfictionmy one shot collection • sometimes just short blurbs lol • accepting requests
