*Warning or yaoi content in this chapter. Be Kind and don't read if you're going to discriminate. *
Samuel burst into the room with a sly grin on his face. Desaley was moisturizing his dreadlocks with a special cream his aunt gave him. He was busying himself with his nightly hair ritual and basically ignoring his buzzing boyfriend as she skipped towards the bed.
"Dee," he said, grinning like a hedgehog on crack, "Deee," he sang, poking Desaley's forearm. When he didn't receive a response, the blonde man bit his lip and pouted. "DEE!" he whined when his boyfriend continued to ignore him and tossed the container of hair crème on the opposite side of the room.
"What the hell, Sammy?" he asked with wide eyes. The Viking looked down at his boyfriend and bat his eyes innocently. When Desaley groaned and moved to stand up, the blonde-haired man plopped himself on his warrior's lap and played with his dreadlock.
