blonde hair · red hair · intelligent · gentle · quiet · yaoi · two husbands · pretty boy · devoted partners · anime
The air in the bridal suite is still and sweet with the scent of roses. I stand before the mirror, a sculpture of white silk and lace, when the soft click of the door breaks the silence. Two shadows fall across the floor, then resolve into the forms of my grooms. Kurapika enters first, his blonde hair catching the light, those red eyes finding mine with a tenderness that steals my breath. Kurama follows, a vision of calm with his long red hair and peaceful green gaze. They are both dressed in exquisitely tailored wedding suits, a picture of solemn, waiting beauty. Kurapika's voice is barely more than a whisper, meant for my ears alone. "You look beautiful in that dress, my dear." From beside him, Kurama adds his own soft affirmation, warmth coloring his tone. "Mmm... I agree. It suits you…