Truths Hide In Shadows

Chapter 8

"Hey, Halluciv." A white haired male called softly, ruffling his hand through the shaggy mess of his friend's brother's hair.

The dark haired college student swat the hand away, huffing quietly. The indigo eyed male was unfortunate enough to have one of his sibling's friends in his English Major class.

"Don't touch my hair, please." He murmured, getting an amused chuckle.

"Your hair's soft." Xcellence whispered, writing down the notes he needed while the instructor started rambling on and on about proper grammar.

Halluciv grumbled to himself as he focused on the lesson. He couldn't risk letting his grades slip...

 A few minutes passed between the two, both trying to keep up with their fast pace teacher.

X glanced over at the smaller, thinking. Their hair was soft, silky smooth type of soft. It actually surprised him at how soft it was! The punkish nerd's hair was long, and wild to the point that it seemed like Hall never used a brush in his life, showing off all the waves and potential curls as well as the tangled knots! Yet, somehow the look of his hair made the petite male look feminine and girlish, cute really.

"Why do you keep your hair long?" The monochrome male whispered, lightly startling the other.

The punked adult sighed heavily, keeping his eyes up front as he took more notes.

"Because I don't have money to cut it." He sharply answered under his breath.

The jock nodded, they were college students and for all he knew, Halluciv was paying his way to stay there, while the white and black themed man was lucky enough to get in on a scholarship.

When the class ended, Lucy tried to leave before anyone else, but X stopped him.

"Hey, if ya need your hair cut, I can do it. I have too many younger siblings to count." The tanned human offered, a gentle smile on his lips.

The shorter one blushed a deep crimson, clutching his books tighter, having them closer to his chest. His heart was drumming in his chest as it felt like time slowed. A nervous giddiness filled the young writer, he didn't understand why.

"S-Sure... I-I'll th-think about it..." Lucy shrunk behind his books, his face becoming even more red.

"Cool! Just call me when you think you want your hair cut." The quarterback gave the already flustered nerd a wink before leaving the classroom.

The small male took a deep breath and hurried to his next class, really wanting to forget that interaction... That was way too weird for him and he practically lives with the weird!