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Short drabble I wrote to continue my series of unlikely pairings in Shaman King. You should be able to guess who it is but if you want to know now just glance at the A/N at the bottom of the page.
I'm also putting this under poetry because I think it counts as a prose poem.
She runs the comb gently through his hair, the teeth lightly scratching his scalp and making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. When she reaches a tangle she patiently works it out with her long fingernails. She runs her fingers through his green locks once more before she leans his head back and plants a soft kiss on his lips as his eyes flutter open. He sets her barrettes on the vanity and she hands him the comb as she switches with him.
A/N: So this is about Lyserg and Jun in an established relationship and how they spend their mornings. I tried to make it easy to figure out without being blatant.
Please let me know what you think of it!