Y/ns POV:
me and finney sat in my bed cuddling. I stared at the ceiling while playing with finneys hair, it's so soft, snd curly. he definitely washes it everyday with shampoo and conditioner. I feel like he's the type of guy to never let heat or hair dye touch his hair. he probably thinks his hair is his best feature. he's not wrong but he has loads of beautiful features.
I wrapped my fingers around the curls. they were so cute, at this point, I don't even know if finneys awake or asleep. I gave him a little head massage to calm him down.
he had a bad day today. he came to my house all bruised up from those three jerks. he needs to start defending himself, but it's not fair if there's three of them and one of him.
I zoned back in as I felt finney move around, he kept moving his head so my hand would go to different places. as if he was a stirring wheel.
I heard him sigh and my hand started massaging the top of his head, I love making him happy. I continued playing with his hair, my other hand giving him a head massage
