50 Shades of Charlie

Haircut

"So, do you want me to give your hair a trim?" Harry asked, scissors in hand.

Charlie glanced at Harry and the scissors and raised his eyebrows. "It's funny. You look like Harry; hell, you even have his voice. But those words are my mother's if I've ever heard them."

Harry put the scissors down on the side.

"She keeps hinting," Harry explained.

"Do you want me to get my hair cut?" Charlie asked. "Your the one who loves to run his fingers through it after all."

Harry stared at him for a moment before shaking his head. "I like your hair," he said. "But what about your mum?"

"Ignore her hints," Charlie said, pulling Harry into his arms and placing a soft kiss to his lips. "If she had her way, everyone would have their hair like Percy's. You don't want that, right?"

"Definitely not," Harry replied.

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Amateur Divination: Prompt - Scissors

Pairing Drabble: Charlie/Harry