If there was one thing about Speedy that was perfect, it would be his hair. Never mind the fact that he was a prodigy of archery. Never mind that he looked cool enough to rival Robin the Boy Wonder with that mask of his. No, his hair was the greatest.

That's why he was always taking care of it. A mirror and a little comb hidden in a pocket of space with him at all times. If his hair was messed up, a mere strand out of place, he had to fix it. If not, he'd drive himself insane. The only time he didn't seem to notice was when they were fighting someone.

And of course, when Aqualad was running his fingers through it.

Aqualad had some pretty good locks, too. A perfect contrast to Speedy's short, red-orange hair. A little longer, sleek and black. It always looked like it was wet, but Speedy knew otherwise. Having fisted his hands in that beautiful head of hair, he knew that it was silky and smooth.

It was kind of funny, really. How the two heart-throbs of Titans East spent more time fussing over the condition of their hair than even Bumble Bee did. Aqualad wasn't quite as bad, but he did freak out when Mas Y Menos accidentally, err, "cut" it. Let's just say it's another reason why you shouldn't run with scissors.

Really, the only people who could touch either of the boys' hair at any given time, was each other. Speedy would just run his fingers through Aqualad's tresses with wonder, the Atlantian letting out what sounded suspiciously like purring.. Aqualad would spend what seemed like an eternity massaging Speedy's scalp, until the archer was leaning back against him in bliss.

The best thing about it was that Speedy never complain afterward, when his hair was tousled beyond recognition. Because Aqualad would always fix it back to perfection without a word, and throw in a kiss for good measure.

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VDG: Drabble response, word this time was "Hair". There needs to be more people writing Speedy/Aqualad-related stuffage. There's, what, three of us?

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