R is for Rare
---(Matthew's P.O.V)-----
It always impressed me about how lovely he looked.
I could never understand why he was ashamed of his red eyes or his sliver hair. I never understood what was so shameful of it. It actually gave him more of a reason to stick out, it was amazing.
I loved his hair colour..
...I loved everything about him.
It was strange watching as he complained that his hair wasn't as nice as mine. Honestly I didn't mind my hair, but the one thing that annoyed me the most was the loose hair that fell from my face.
It was one long hair that twirled at the end.
I didn't like it because it seemed whenever someone pulled on it I would go through a sort of orgasmic phase. Meaning... Yes, I got incredibly turned on by someone pulling a string of hair.
It was silly, and that's the main reason I hated my hair. If only Gilbert could see how much his hair and his eyes were in fact so beautiful it would make me so incredibly happy.
After all, they were indeed the rarest things I had ever seen.