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One thing Shinazugawa Genya loves about his boyfriend, Tokitou Muichirou is his hair. He loves the way it looks. The way it feels. The way it smells. Everything about it. Of course, he loves other things about his boyfriend; it wasn't just about his hair.
Right now, Genya was in his house waiting for Muichirou to get out of the bathroom. The boy had walked all the way from his home in the rain. By now he had been in there for nearly 40 minutes. He had gotten up from his spot on the couch and walked over to the bathroom door and knocked on it. “Are you almost done, Mui?” he asked.
He heard the water stop the moment he finished talking. Genya knew that most likely Muichirou had zoned out once he was finished with everything he was doing. After a bit, the door opened.
Muichirou was dressed in white sweatpants and a light teal T-shirt and his hair was drenched. “Sorry for taking a while, I lost track of time,” he mumbled.
Genya chucked as he ruffled his boyfriend's hair before quickly being able to smell the shampoo.
“Did you use my shampoo?”
Muichirou softly smiles as he rubs his eyes. “Maybe”
The older scoffs playfully. He looks at his hair and has an idea.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Muichirou asked.
Genya smirks before grabbing his boyfriend’s hand and leading him over to the couch. Muichirou looks up at him, clearly confused. Genya pats the cushions in front of him and Muichirou sits down.
“Stay right here,” he says as he runs to his room and digs through draws. He pulls out an unused hairbrush, then runs back to where Muichirou is and jumps onto a cushion behind him.
“Why did you leave? What are you up to?” he asked him.
“I’m going to do your hair!”
“Huh?!” Muichirou turns around to look at his boyfriend.
“Come on, please? I already got the brush!” Genya pleads.
It doesn't take long at all for Muichirou to give in. On a normal day, it would take much more convincing than that, but Genya could see it in his eyes, that Muichirou was about to fall asleep any moment which just made him smile seeing how adorable he was when he was sleepy.
Muichirou goes back to sitting how he previously was and then Genya starts to comb gently through his hair. The same pattern over and over. It's relaxing. Once he's finished he decides to braid his hair. Putting one over the other until he's at the end. When he was done, he felt proud of himself. He's glad Mitsuri had taught him how to braid hair when she came over once when Sanemi was having a small get-together with his friends.
He tapped Muichirou’s shoulder, seeming to snap him out of his dazed state. “Are you finished?” he muttered quietly.
Genya nods. “Yup! Come here.”
He lays back down on the couch. Muichirou scoots over to Genya and wiggles in the middle between him and the back of the couch. He rests his head on Genya’s chest. The latter caresses his head gently lulling him to sleep. It seemed to work quickly considering how he could hear his soft even breaths.
Genya begins to also feel tired. And allows himself to also doze off. The last thing he could smell was his watermelon scented shampoo in Muichirou’s hair.
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