Ike x Marth - Love 5

Warning: This is a yaoi

The peaceful prince lay asleep in his bed which he shared with his lover Ike.

Unlike Marth the playful mercenary was wide awake and had spent the last hour or so amusing himself with his boyfriends hair.

The older teen laid beside the motionless prince and had propped his head up with his right hand. The blanket covered only his lower half reveling his bare chest. As he continued to run his hands through Marth's navy blue locks, he didn't notice a couple stray strands on the princes face. The itchy sensation caused Marth to awaken.

"I-Ike." He called in a sleepy voice, eye's half closed. Since his brain hadn't fully woken up yet the dazed teen was a little confused.

"I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" Ike whispered, leaning over the smaller teen so Marth could tell where he was, trying to lesson the confusion.

"No. It's alright. Why are you still up? It is late." The tired prince asked as he turned to face his lover.

"I know. I have been playing with your hair. It's quite addicting." Ike explained, moving some strands from his partners face that had fallen when he had flipped over. Marth seemed to frown at this.

"Probably not as fun as playing with womens hair." He said pouting slightly.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because, girl's have a lot more to mess with. You can actually do something with it. Mine is so short. It can only do so much. What makes my hair better?" Marth asked, looking down at the bed.

"Well first of all yours is much more beautiful then any other I have seen. Just the color is magnificent. Not to mention how smooth it is and the fact that it always smells like vanilla. And besides, I don't like a lot of hair. I'm constantly afraid of pulling it." Ike said hoping to cheer Marth up.

The prince smiled up at him and snuggled into his chest.

"Thanks for the confidence boost."

"No problem."   

Actual quote

I love playing with your hair.