Cut it all off by Lydia

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Corey sits on the couch next to Andrew playing with his long blonde hair, he glances over at Andrew reading. He grins a bit at the cute little smile he has, his dimples prominent on his handsome face. Corey takes a deep breath as he looks at another strand of long hair. He had always had it like this, long and straight. It fell a bit past halfway down his back. But maybe he needed a change and he knew from the way Andrew looked at his hair, the hints he would give, or escpially his played down requests, that Andrew really wanted to snip off his golden mane. And well Corey wanted Andrew to be happy and he could practically image the grin Andrew would give him he asked him to just shave it all off. But still his hair was like his saftey blanket and it was good to hide his face behind. And he didn't really now how he'd look without it.
He looked over at Andrew again who was laughing at something in that musical sort of way he laughed. He caught Corey glancing at him and leaned over to kiss him. The way he stared at Corey with that sparkle in his eyes a lovesick look on his face, Corey realized he didn't need a saftey blanket of hair he had Andrew as his comfort instead. He ran his hand through his hair suddenly feeling a rush, it was time for a change and he needed to stop hiding behind his stupid hair.
"Andrew," he said, Andrew glanced at him,
"You can cut my hair off."
Andrew blinked at Corey was he being serious? His hands grab at the luscious lockes imagaing the thirll of shearing them off. Then he looked back at Corey, "Are, are you sure?" He asked a bit breathlessly, "I mean I don't want you thinking you have to do this for me. You can do whatever you want with your hair." He said.
after seeing how Andrew perked up, how he was looking at Corey like he was a kid on Christmas day. He was even more resolved. He could do whatever he wanted with Corey as long as he kept giving him that look.
"Oh, I am definatly sure." He said.
Andrew was still looking at him with muted glee like it was too good to be true and in a minute he would tell him it was all just a prank. Corey saw this and was more then ready to prove he was for real, he grabbed a pair of scissors off the table took a long strand of dirty blonde hair and chopped it off like it was nothing.
Andrew looked at him with a gleefull smirk, "Well, I can't just leave you like this." He said taking my hand, "you'll go sit down in the bathroom , I'll just have to chop off the rest of this hair, in fact I might just have to shave it all off." he said running his hands through Coreys hair. He gave Corey a bit of a glance though to make shre he hadn't gone to ofar but he grinned and handed him the scirrors giving him a look that said do your worst. Within seconds Corey was seated in a chair sitting in front of the bathroom mirror Andrew standing behind him a razor plugged in to the left and a pair of scirrors in his right hand.
He ran his hands through the silky tresses on his partners head, Corey enjoyed the feel of his warm hands stroking his head but soon they were gone the hair was lifted from his head replaced the feeling of could scissors which cut off the so many feet of haur with a single snip. Then more hair was being grabbed from his scalp and chopped right off making a carpet of soft hair all over the tiled floor. Soon the longest strands on the left side of his head didn't even reach his chin. And the hair on his right was being cut even shorter. The hair that had taken years to grow out was gone in a gleefull whirlwind.His head felt so light already but Abdrew wasn't done yet he grabbed the razor and without hesitation took it right to his adorable boyfriends head. Shaving off a whole chunk of hair. Corey sighed at the feel of the razor on his head he hadn't realized he would like this sensation so much and it definatly didn't hurt that Andrew was looking at him like he wanted to grab him and coat him entirely with kisses. He shaved off more and more hair running the razor over Coreys head until all that was left was the finest coating of fuzz. Corey looked in the mirror when the haircut was done feeling stranfe and a bit light headed Andrew turned Corey around to face him and asked him, "What do you think?"
He saw how Andrew looked at him with a satisfied grin unable to keep himself from running his hands over Coreys smooth head, Corey looking at Andrews aparkling eyes replied, in a purr, "its perfect." And they weren't sure who leaned in first but soon they were both kissing.

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