Monday, 6:24 AM, in the kitchen (The Compromise)
(it's been a while since I wrote the last conversation. I'm a bit rusty, so sorry if it sucks)
Anders: You're not tired to sleep on the couch? Are you going to stop pouting soon?
Anders: Come on, Mitchell, I just suggested that you get a haircut. Why do you have to make a fuss about it?
Mitchell: You didn't "suggest" it, Anders, you took an appointment for me without even asking if I wanted one.
Anders: Appointment where you didn't show up apparently.
Mitchell: No, I didn't. I love my hair the way it is. What do you have against it anyway?
Anders: Well, I think you would look cleaner with short hair. If you could see yourself in a mirror you would probably think the same.
Mitchell: *slightly hurt* You never made any comments about the way I look before. Since when did you start thinking I was ugly and looked like a hobo?
Anders: I didn't say you were ugly and looked like a hobo, did I?
Mitchell: Not with these words but it's practically the same thing. I guess you started thinking that way when I moved here. I don't match the classy decoration of M. Anders Johnson's apartment, is that it? I don't meet your expectations of what your boyfriend should look like?
Anders: *frowns* You take it way too personal, Mitchell.
Mitchell: Hard not to. I was sexy enough for you when we were just casual lovers but now that we are an item, you want to change me? Who are you trying to impress, Anders? Your brothers won't approve our relationship more if I wear suits and ties and I have short hair. It won't make you less "gay" in their eyes. They will learn to appreciate me, or they won't. The way I look will not change anything about it. Is it why you suddenly have this obsession about my style?
Mitchell: Your silence speaks volumes.
Anders: What if I just think you would be handsome with short hair? It's only hair, babe, it would grow back anyway.
Mitchell: No it wouldn't.
Anders: What do you mean?
Mitchell: I'm a vampire; I'm dead. My hair doesn't grow anymore. If we cut it, it will stay short forever… unless I decide to buy a wig.
Anders: But what if I miss the long hair, then? I would never be able to have it back.
Mitchell: *smiles soflty and steps closer to Anders* Yeah… what if you miss the long hair, huh? You wouldn't have anything to hold on to when I'm making love to you anymore.
Anders: That would be awful… *circles Mitchell's waist in his arms*
Mitchell: Indeed. I quite like it when you do that.
Anders: I prefer that you keep the long hair then. I'm sorry I made you think that other people's opinion was more important for me than your self-esteem. It wasn't my intention.
Mitchell: *hugging Anders* It's okay, baby, I forgive you. Besides, if I can suggest a compromise, I can always tie it back in a ponytail once in a while.
Mitchell: Okay, forget it… that's a lame idea.
Anders: NO, no… I think I like it actually.
