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unprompted || always accepting || @villain-he

    ❛ hey, don’t —- oh. ❜ the feeling dissipates as soon as it rises. there’s only so few who are permitted to touch his hair, let alone run their fingers along it. of course, the reason isn’t that he doesn’t like people touching his hair for vanity sake, but there’s been times where those who couldn’t express their physical anger towards the great wizard, they would unto his student. he never told this to OZPIN but, he had a notion that his mentor already knew from the expression on his face after such greetings, or the fists clenched at his sides at the resistance to fight and keep a good standing.

    he didn’t want to bring dishonour to his instructor’s name, and he definitely didn’t want to be known to be ‘stuck - up’ despite the real reason that media would twist and bend to their entertainment so he learns to endure the discourtesy, smiling through gritted teeth at those who show no respect but; then there’s time like these, where the touch is familial —- fatherly almost. friendly, definitely. the face of distaste is replaced by a roll of one’s hazel eyes and the shake of his head. the protege welcomes the playful greeting, placing the book he’d been reading down onto the intricately carved oak table. the man is no stranger, but a close friend.

     Oscar doesn’t even bother fixing his disheveled hair now contrasting the polished look he often wore. he just smiles and greets the other just as teasingly. ❛ it’s just you. ❜

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