deercountry | ( CLOSED ) MY LONELINESS IS KILLING ME.

All right.

( really, if anyone knows what to do with hair, it's her considering she's always kept up with the latest fashion and styles. so, he walks over and sits down on the bed beside her. )

What are you going to do?

( he's pretty sure she likes his hair as much as he does so she won't do anything radical. )

[ wasting no time, she shuffles closer to him and thrusts her hands in his hair to muss it up. then she begins to pick at it gently, moving some of it to the side. truthfully, she just wants to touch his hair. she has nothing in mind for how it's going to be styled, other than possibly with the little cowlick. ]

I think we're going to need a lot more gel if you want to look anything like Danny.

[ she brushes her hand through his hair gently, gliding her hand up to see if it'll sit up like he's been electrocuted. ]

I don't know if I want my hair to look like I stuck my finger in an electrical socket, Katherine.

( because even if he can't see it, he's pretty sure that's what's happening. he laughs a bit and looks up. )

You're going to make me look weird if you keep trying to tease my hair to stand straight up.

You make yourself look weird, Stefan.

[ with his insistence of brushing his hair the wrong way, in not using the right amount of gel, in being himself… katherine doesn't stop brushing her fingers through his hair, enjoying the soft feel and the thickness. she smiles and gently scrapes her nails along his scalp.

she keeps her head tilted upwards as she watches her hand. ]

I'm going to make you look so hot you'll melt your leather pants.

If I melt in my leather pants, it's not going to be very fun for you since you'll be alone.

( he makes a face as she continues to work at his hair but when she starts to scrape at his scalp, he sighs and closes his eyes. )

No hairspray.

[ no fun. ]

Gel?

[ katherine smiles, poking her tongue out from the corner of her lips as she scratches her nails gently against his scalp. she's very aware that this is the way to get him to do what she wants. if she asked him to go out shirtless, she's pretty sure he would with her fingers in his hair. ]

You want to gel my hair?

( he looks up at the fingers and then laughs a bit, wondering if he's just asking for trouble. )

I don't know if we have any gel, actually. Maybe I'll just have to brush it up like this.

If we leave it like this, then I'll have to make sure that it stays this way.

[ which means that she needs to keep her hands in his hair a lot—something she's more than willing to do. that sounds like a good idea to her, actually. katherine brushes her fingers against the shell of his ear before digging them into his scalp. ]

I'm prepared to make such a sacrifice.

How are we going to do anything if your hands are just in my hair, Katherine?

( he chuckles though, ducking his head to make it easier for her to touch. )

We're going to be stepping all over each other.

Then you'd better watch your feet because my shoes are going to hurt.

[ she brushes her fingers through his hair, plucks at the strands, and digs her nails into his scalp. does she really need to go and see if they can trick-or-treat? surely, she can just stay here with him...

but katherine pulls her hand away from his hair and rubs them against her thighs. ]

Your hair is all Greased up, Danny.

Yeah?

( just for her, stefan does a twist and turn so she can see all sides of him before he reaches for his jacket for the complete look. )

How's it look? Do I look convincing enough to pull it off?

[ personally, she thinks that he looks more like kenickie than danny. it suits him. danny's the overly sweet boy while kenickie's the one from the wrong side of the tracks. she thinks that's always been stefan deep down.

katherine studies him intently and makes a show of giving him a slow once-over. leaning back against her hands, she crosses her leg over her knee and jiggles her foot slowly. ]

You look like the one that I want.

[ she smiles. no, you're not allowed to say that was lame. ]

That was lame.

( that was so lame, katherine. he laughs though and slides his fingers through his hair before he smiles. )

Are we ready? Or do you need further primping and preparation?

( does she need to make herself look even better than she does? he doesn't know if she can. )

[ as she presses her lips together in mock thought, she does actually have a thought. her eyes widen and she holds her hand up, finger pointing upwards.

she pushes off the bed with one shoe on her foot. ]

I need lipstick!

[ never mind that she's wearing lipstick right now. it's simply not the right colour.

she disappears into the bathroom. ]

You're wearing lipstick. Katherine, what are you going to do?

( he sighs and heads to the door of the bathroom, standing against it and crossing his arms. )

What's wrong with the lipstick you've got on right now? It looks good. It's a good color.

[ of course, he'd say that. stefan knows nothing about lipstick! ]

It could be a lot darker, don't you think?

[ she opens her drawer of lipsticks and rifles through them noisily. she's not quite sure which one she's looking for, but she'll know it when she sees it. ]

I'm sure it could be but it doesn't need to be. You look fine just like that.

( as soon as she starts pulling out the lipstick, he knows that she's not going to listen to him. he sighs and shakes his head, disappearing back into their bedroom.

he flops onto the bed and feels aleksander jump up beside him and sit down. )

Women, huh? ( aleksander nuzzles at his neck. )

[ quickly, she finds the lipstick she wants. uncapping it noisily, she rolls her eyes. ]

I heard that!

[ she says around her darker shade of lipstick. she doesn't pay it any mind. smacking her lips, she caps it and walks back into the bedroom. leaning against the ensuite's doorframe, she extends her arm above her head to rest her hand against the wood and juts her hip out.

with a smirk, ] How do I look?

( stefan doesn't look up but he says: )

Beautiful.

( and then he laughs before he picks his head up to peer at her. he looks her over and then nods because yes, he was right. )

You look amazing.

[ while she may narrow her eyes, she does so playfully. smiling a little happily, she feigns embarrassment, although some of the blush to her cheeks is very real.

with a wave of her hand, she says playfully, ] Stop it.

[ but keep going, please.

pushing herself off the wall, she comes back to the bed and sits down on the edge. opting for her black heels, she slides them onto her feet. ]

Our shoes will match.

[ black and black. ]

They will.

( he taps his feet a few times while he watches her put her heels on and then moves to stand up. he reaches for her hand and pulls her up with him. )

Are we ready to go or do you have something else you want to change?

You don't have another leather jacket, do you?

[ katherine takes her time in eyeballing him with an upward curve to her lips. and then she breaks out into a smile, scrunching up her face playfully. ]

I'm kidding.

I don't. And if you keep changing yourself and trying to change me, we're not going to make it to where we're trying to go.

( but it seems like she's finished with the primping and preparing and so, he offers her his arm. )

Come on, let's go trick or treating. Or whatever else is going to happen at this thing.

It's like you've never done Halloween before, Stef.

[ she loops her arm with his and gives herself one last look in the closest mirror. she looks pretty good if she says so herself. her hair's in her usual style of thick, curly and long, and she looks very much like katherine pierce dressed up in leather pants. ]

We need to bring a bag for our candy. I think there's one by the front door.

[ she knows there is because she planned it. ]

I've done Halloween stuff before. I've just never done Halloween stuff in this town before. I half expect the candy we get to be filled with blood.

( he hopes that's not the case. he really doesn't want to deal with blood anymore than he has to. )

I haven't had Sweet Tarts in awhile. I could go for those.

( as they get closer to the door, he spots the bag and picks it up. )

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