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I WANT YOU TO COLOR ME BLUE TV
in response, harry presses a light, tender kiss to his temple, before the pair’s attention returns to the tv once again. this time when he settles back in with harry, he wraps an arm around his torso, lying his head against his shoulder. “relax, it’s just for me to have,” harry says reassuringly. “to remember how pretty you look with nail polish on.” dalton smiles, his pale cheeks turning pink with a blush. “what are you doing?” dalton asks, pulling his hand back, eyes going wide as his thoughts go directly to harry putting that picture online. he smiles when he sees how much brighter dalton’s green nails seem against his own darker skin, and giving in to his habit, he whips his phone out, snapping a picture of just their intertwined hands. harry intertwine’s his fingers with dalton’s, only to find himself distracted at some point during the program as his gaze falls down to their hands. That night, when the idol hopeful finally gets a bit of downtime, the two take to the couch, settling in to watch some tv so that they can fully unwind and relax. “i stand corrected.” he says, the comment satisfing dalton. “princes can wear nail polish too.” dalton argues.
the blond’s nails are still wet with a fresh coat of polish, this time green to go with the color scheme of this week’s performance, which is why harry treats his hand so gently. “i feel like i’m holding the hand of a princess.” harry says teasingly before pressing a soft kiss to dalton’s hand, his comment receiving a painful but still light enough as not to bruise kick to the shin. “leave it on.” he insists. “i like it.” dalton smiles. harry only smiles fondly, standing and stepping around the table to press a quick, soft kiss to his cheek. “m-maybe.” dalton says, feeling his cheeks burn as a blush forms. “thank you.” he says, almost feeling himself be brought to tears at the relief of harry not judging him. you might want to let it dry, first.” dalton brings his hands up to admire the work, a smile appearing on his face. “there.” harry says a few moments later. “all done. “i’ve done this plenty of times before.” dalton expects for him to say something else, ask why the color is a glittery deep blue as opposed to the solid black that’s been deemed somewhat normal for guys, but he doesn’t, and instead the two fall into a comfortable silence. he can’t keep them steady enough to get the color neat and right, and after going through nearly half a bottle of polish removal, he finds the brush being taken out of his hand, but when he opens his mouth to protest, harry only shushes him. The first time dalton paints his nails, his hands shake.
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