Scythe, Sword And Steel

As Gusion went to bed, Lesley was still awake, staring at the ceiling. They were both lying down beside each other.

"Hey Les, I'm really sorry for what happened earlier." Gusion said.

"N-No, it's okay. You didn't see anything right?" she asked.

"I saw nothing, I swear!"

"You changed your hair color again."

"Y-Yeah. Blue doesn't suit me anymore. I don't even have my Cyber Ops suit anymore."

"Well, I have my Stellaris Ghost in the closet. I can't believe my hair turns white when I wear it."

"It's strange. I only changed my hair to blue just to match it with my suit. Maybe brown and white is what really looks good on me."

"I think any hair color suits you Gusion."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Next time you should try red."

"I'm gonna look like a maniac!"

Lesley laughed silently. She was cute when she smiled, and as her dark pink hair extended onto her legs.

"Yeah. I used to style my own hair when I was new in the Empire. I always thought messy hair suited me before."

"You're a hairstylist? Can you fix my hair tommorow?"

"Uhm... Maybe. But your hair looks so neat already."

Lesley untangled her long hair. Gusion's eyes shined as he saw Lesley's hair so messy. Her hair flowed like silk, and shined like a crystal.

"Do you like my hair Gus?"

"Y-Yeah. It suits you perfectly especially with that eyepatch on your eye. It's cute."

"You think so???"

Her face turned red, as she looked away from Gusion for a while. Lesley asked Gusion again.

"H-Hey Gusion, tell me..."

"What is it Les?"

"Do you like me?"

Gusion's face turned red. He was shocked and surprised on what she said.

"Uhm... Why would you ask me something like that all of a sudden..."

"Tell me!" Lesley said, as she held Gusion's hands, and looked him at the eyes.

"Uhm... Yeah. I like you as a friend. You know, you're fun to be with, I feel safer when I'm with you, and you're always happy. No matter how big my problem is, you still manage to make me smile. T-That's what I like about you!"

All of a sudden, Lesley gave Gusion a really tight hug. Gusion was struggling, unable to breathe.

"Hey Les, get off. I can't breathe!"

"Just a little more..."

Her head rested on his c.h.e.s.t, as she was holding his hands. Gusion's face was so red, He was trying his best to hide it. He started to yawn, and his eyes became weary.

"It's late now. Good night Gus."

"Good night Les."

And the two slept peacefully together. Yet more days of blood and bullets await them. Tommorow is another day.