Facial Hair

"Why won't you go out with me?!" The question was loud, but not a very uncommon occurrence. Nick's face turned red. He tried to babble out an answer that wasn't 'you're a guy' or 'I just wanna be friends'.

Nick stared at Larry whose arms were wrapped around his waist for a moment. "It's your beard. I don't like facial hair." For a horrible moment, Nick thought Larry's eyes were filling with tears. But Larry stood up, a resolute expression on his face.

"Alright. If that's what Nick wants, I'll do it!" Before Nick could say anything to stop his friend, Larry ran off. Nick watched him with a confused expression, wondering exactly what he'd said to get such a determined expression.

x.X.x

Larry's face, the next morning, was barely recognizable. He looked younger. And. Nick refused to admit it but...much more handsome than he had not much but twelve hours ago.

"Y-your beard. What happened to it?" Nick stammered out, touching Larry's smooth cheek in slight astonishment.

"You said you didn't like facial hair. So I shaved. Do I look good? Will you date me now?" Larry's proud smile was undeniably cute. Unable to find a proper answer, unable to actually refuse, Nick just planted a kiss against Larry's now perfectly smooth cheek.

"Sure."

Owari