[Inspired by "And They Were Roommates" by T-Wolf on AO3 (@t-wolfxd)]
California applied a small amount of cream to his fingers, trying to force back the rising warmth in his cheeks as he leaned in, swiping it across Florida’s cheek. Deep breaths filtered through his nose as he focused on rubbing the moisturizer into his skin, feeling short follicles of peach fuzz and small bumps, brushing aside strands of hair and watching the white disappear underneath his touch.
It was increasingly difficult to keep his eyes solely on the task, by the electric green gaze trailing after every movement of his fingers. Heat climbed the back of his neck, trying to avoid staring back-
California huffed, setting down the bottle in one hand- and moved it to grip his head, threading through his hair. "Just stay still.” He pushed him back against the carpet, getting another dollop on his free hand. “We're almost done."
Florida's mouth snapped shut, red dusting his face as his fingertips traced down the bridge of his nose. The golden state worked despite the growing knot in his stomach, smoothing out any last streaks of remaining white on his skin. If he was going to prove moisturizer worked, he might as well do the best job he could.
I'm head over heels obsessed with this fic. It is actually my favorite WTTT fic ever. I can never get my Cali consistent, so his panel not as great as I thought it would be, but I had to draw this scene. I really like how the hands turned out. Florida, too! This is the best I've ever drawn him.
Anyway, this fic is what got me into the wttt fandom. This fandom needs more Flocali fics, honestly. Platonic or not. I want more Florida focused content, he's so silly. I have state pride sometimes (ゝω・´★)
Headcannon: This. This is Flocali canon in my head. This scene specifically. And the burglary one. This fic spawned my California design entirely, and inspired Florida's eyecolor + vibe.
