Short and random: Aged

Rate: PG
Disclaimer: Just borrowing.
Summary: You know how dramatic Kevin can be?

Word count: 200



There comes a low “Oh my god.” from the bathroom and Scotty peeks in. Kevin is standing in front of the mirror.

“What is it sweetie, everything okay?” Scotty asks.

“No.” Kevin says, in a voice that sounds like somebody has died. “It’s not okay.”


Scotty walks into the bathroom.

“What is it honey?” He asks, placing a sympathetic hand between Kevin’s shoulder blades.

“This.” Kevin says, pointing at his head.

“Your head?” Kevin shakes his head. “Hair?” Kevin nods.


“What’s wrong with it?”

“I found a gray hair.” Kevin turns to look at Scotty. “Gray.” He repeats. “I might as well just find a nursing home right away.”

“Oh sweetie.” Scotty laughs. “That’s nothing to worry about, everyone gets gray hairs now and then.”


Kevin looks at him in disbelief.

“Trust me here, you don’t look a day over 29.” Scotty encircles Kevin’s waist, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Neither do you.” Kevin replies.


“I am 29.” Scotty says.

“Exactly.” Kevin smiles. “You don’t think I look old and dingy?”

“Of course not! Just give me a tweezers and you’ll be back to young and fresh in no time.” He says and kisses Kevin’s cheek again. 


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