More Medieval!AU (Part One)
Requested by mixingtheblues (Hope you enjoy bby! xoxo)
Also, this isn’t really very Medieval-ly but, for the sake of the original prompt, let’s just pretend. 🙂
Hours later, they are tangled up together in Connor’s bed, the chamber ablaze with the light of dozens of thick, tallow candles and a fire burning high in the grate.
Connor cards a hand through the Oliver’s thick hair, his tresses still damp from the bath, and watches shadows from the candles dance on the expanse of Oliver’s back while he dozes, pressed close to Connor’s side.
“I like your hair,” Connor mumbles as the strands slip through his fingers.
Oliver lifts his chin and blinks up at Connor like an owl. “What?”
“Your hair,” Connor repeats, curling a piece around his forefinger. “It’s longer than before. I like it.”
“You’re the only one then,” Oliver says, dismissive and drowsy, as he burrows himself deeper back into Connor’s side. He had almost been asleep before this ridiculous discussion about hair of all things. “I’m cutting it in the morning.”
“But you can’t,” Connor protests.
Oliver lifts his head again to give a pointed look and cocks an eyebrow. “I can’t.”
“That’s right. You can’t.” Connor is undeterred and bites back a grin. He had almost forgotten how easy Oliver made it sometimes. “I’m the King. I order you not to cut your hair.”
“You order me.”
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