stares at the curl...confused and amused by the way it was dancing around. He had never really seen it do that before.

flushes and cups his hand over the curl to hide it. His curl occasionally took on a life of its own, which meant something was up and it_

made him feel unsettled. He wills Sadik to stop looking at it cause it wasn't helping his nerves... ><

trying too but it's hard not to look back at it. However, he wonders what could be up if it's acting in such a way.

it could be a range of things; his upcoming election, the urging he was feeling to exit the euro, or maybe it was down to the fact his_

favourite feline was sick. What he does know, though, is that until the hair stopped dancing he'd be over-sensitive. He wonders if Sadik_

a hat he can use.

that is a lot to worry about....he's sure he can find him a hat if that's what he wants...

one. Otherwise he'd have to cut his curl off and he really doesn't want to do that. It adds to his overall personality.

laughs at that thought. He could do the honours of cutting the curl too. He waves a hat he found around but he did have a hat after all.

quirks a brow at Sadik. He highly doubts he'd want the curl to be cut off, seeing as it could get Heracles very turned on under the right_

circumstances. He now thinks the Turk is messing with him, and he's hiding all the hats in the world.

to agree with that...that curl was very useful to him. He throws Heracles the hat. "I'm sure there are other ways of remedying your

uneasiness besides wearing an ugly hat."

tries on the hat, trying to angle it in a way in which the material doesn't nudge the curl but it proves to be a hard thing to do. 'Unless_

you can solve all my problems, I don't know how to get this feeling to go away.' He's willing to try anything, though, since he wasn't able_

to sleep well lately because of it.

ponders that for a second. "I can't solve your problems, you'll have to do that for yourself. I have a shit ton of my own I need to figure

out." He says casually as if they weren't really bothering him at all. "But I will tell you this: You just need to find another feeling to

replace the one you're feeling right now." He smirks.

nods as he agrees both of them have more than their fair share of issues nowadays, but looks up at him curiously at his last statement._

'Replace the feeling with something else?' He takes off the hat and nods slowly. 'Sounds good. It would have to be pretty big, though.'_

an idea, and looks at Sadik's smirk with a grin of his own. 'Hmm...'

quirks a brow wondering what he had come up with. "Yes, replace it with something else."

bites his lip, looking around to make sure he won't be overheard. 'Just a thought...but perhaps this would be a good time to act on some_

of my teenage fantasies I couldn't act on before?' He 'innocently' fixes Sadik's hair.

's brow quirks even higher and the smirk widens. "You've caught my attention. What kind of fantasies?"

's voice gets very quiet as he looks down in a fake 'shy' manner. 'Hmm, I had so many. But one certainly stands out...but,' He pouts,_

'You might not be willing...'

hated being left in suspense. "You never know unless you tell me." He says trying to coax the Greek to tell him. "You've never been this

shy before."

hides a smile as he plays with Sadik's collar. 'I'm feeling shy because I don't think you'll like my idea. You'll tell me no, and then I'll_

be stuck in my agitated state and you won't like me...' He hopes to get him excited about it, seeing as it could be something Sadik would_

reject completely.

getting very impatient. "Heracles....just tell me what it is for fuck sakes! I hate this waiting game more than I'm sure I'll hate what you

are going to propose."

bites back a chuckle. 'Well, you see, when I was younger I hated other nations having control over me... and I really wanted to have the_

same power over someone else.' He looks up at Sadik. 'I want you...to submit to me, you see.'

's face didn't betray any emotion as he listened and thought over the scenerio...he really didn't like giving control...it was an aspect

about him that derived a very long time ago. "That's it?"

nods solemnly. 'That's it. Not much to ask for, is it?' He grins, his hands already smoothing around the Turk's hips possessively.

sighs before nodding. "Go for it in that case but don't waste time...I may change my mind."

nods, figuring he should make good use of the time Sadik is being cooperative. He kisses Sadik gently before urging him up against the wall_

, his curl now twitching more. His fingers hold on to the Turk's chin so he can be the one nibbling on his lips. 'Remember, I'm the one in_

control, right?' He smiles against him.