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“Johnny can I…try something?” Pony asked, shifting. Johnny looked up from the book in his hands, and his eyes met Pony’s. He had a…promising look on his face, and Johnny trusted him. He put his bookmark in and agreed.
Pony got up and headed towards the bathroom and Johnny’s initial nervousness was replaced with pure curiosity at what Pony’s plan was. He sat patiently until Pony arrived with a hairbrush and multiple hair ties. He motioned towards the floor and Johnny raised an eyebrow at him.
“Why do I have to sit on the floor? And also, where did you get all of that stuff?” Johnny questioned, wondering if he had stolen it from someone.
“You ask too many questions,” Pony answered, rolling his eyes. “Now come on!”
Johnny sat on the floor and Pony initially touched a random hair strand sticking out against the rest, causing Johnny to lean into his touch. As Pony explored more of his hair, he also gave Johnny a mini head massage, sending tingles down the brunette’s spine.
“Alright, I’m going to brush your hair. Let me know if I hurt you,” Pony said softly, to which Johnny acknowledged.
He began to run the brush through Johnny’s thick and curly hair. It was relatively easy to brush through, without any major tangles arising. Pony put the brush down and started just played with Johnny’s hair using his fingers. He pressed a short kiss on the top of his shoulder.
“What was that?” Johnny chuckled, fidgeting with his fingers. He winced as he picked a callous on his hand.
“A kiss. Because I love you,” Pony answered, kissing the top of Johnny’s head. “Also, stop picking your callouses.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.”
After a few more minutes of mindless hair play, Pony decided he was satisfied, and the two of them sat in comfortable silence.