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Sephiroth X Reader - The Hair is Not a Toy

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Published: Jul 8, 2015

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  Sephiroth sighed, letting the sore muscles in his body finally relax. There really was nothing better than getting the day off after a three-day mission in Wutai. He let his eyes slide shut, inhaling the rich vanilla scent that belonged to his bedroom. The recently-washed cotton sheets were soft to the touch. He had slept in for quite a while, but had been sitting up for a few minutes. He didn't have any motivation to get up and do something, not yet.

  His brows furrowed and lips twitched into a small frown as he felt a familiar sensation on his backside.

  "_____, please stop messing with my hair."

  "But it's so fun to play with, plus, it's really, really soft." You purred, running the silver strands between your fingers.

  "I don't believe your opinion makes any difference on how annoying it is when you fondle my hair." Sephiroth snapped, shifting away from you slightly.

  "Awww, c'mon, Sephy, don't I get an exemption being your girlfriend?" You crooned stroking his argent mane delicately, making sure not to damage it.

  "You're not brushing my hair, or doing anything that would help me. You're only messing with my hair for the sole purpose of entertaining yourself."

  "I'm not doing any harm." You playfully whined, watching his locks glitter in your hand as you let them fall down to rejoin the others. You repeated the process over and over while waiting for Sephiroth's response.

  "The hair is not a toy, _____." He replied curtly, jerking his head away from your grasp. Not one to be defeated so easily, you hatched a plan to change Sephiroth's mind.

  You crawled back up to him, and collected his hair in your hands. You turned around, making sure not to tug on his silver locks or turn your arms uncomfortably. You laid down back-to-back with Sephiroth, holding his hair high over your own head. Then, you dropped it, allowing the silver screen of hair to spill over your body and cover you. You pulled your knees in and remained in that position. Bringing your hands you parted some of his hair and peeked out.

  "See, it doubles as a blanket when I'm cold!" You giggled, moving slightly so that he could view you in your silver glory. Sephiroth turned around to face you, and a gentle smile graced his features.

  "While I continue to think that when you fiddle with my hair, it is incessantly annoying. But, I cannot deny that you look adorable wrapped up like that." Sephiroth cupped both of your cheeks and leaned in to place a soft kiss to your forehead. You blushed terribly and released a series of little giggles.

  "Would it be possible for me to entice you to leave my hair alone with pancakes?" He questioned, fixing your bangs.

  "Maybeeeeeee..." You grinned from ear to ear, "If I can play with your hair every other day!"

  "It would appear that we have a deal." The general kissed your forehead again before getting up out of bed to prepare breakfast.