Jiles One-Shot Dump

You Learn Something New Everyday

Whoo! This one got a little risqué but i love it!
Updates Mondays and Fridays, maybe a little extra on Sunday? I think i can do that. If the ending sounds like its cut off its cause it kinda is cause i only know one proper way to end it and i dont think yall are ready for that yet lol!
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It was a complete accident the first time it happened. J and Miles were spending a lazy Saturday together, J didn't have rehearsals on the weekends so spending those days curled up together on the couch was the best idea.

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Miles had his head resting comfortably on J’s lap as they settled into some crappy sci-fi movie. J lazily ran his fingers through the soft curls that lay disheveled atop his boyfriend's head.

He went about softly untangling any little knot that was missed by Miles’ brush. When J’s fingers came to an especially tight knot he unknowingly pulled causing Miles head to slightly rock backward.

In the midst of this motion a quiet whimper fell past Miles’ lips. Now, this wasn't a ‘that hurt whimper’ oh no, this whimper was hiding something bigger underneath it.

The room fell still and Miles slowly lifted up off of J’s lap and sat somewhat nervously next to him on the couch.

No words were exchanged but J didn't miss the rosy blush that dusted Miles’ cheeks all the way up to the tip of his ears.

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The second time it happened wasn't necessarily an accident. If J was being honest he was running a follow up experiment.

Miles had just gotten out of the shower and his hair hung floppy and wet down his face and neck. He balanced himself on one leg against the counter as he tried to wiggle into his underwear.

The curtain of dripping hair hanging in front of his face did not make this easy.

Once on, Miles dried his hair just enough to keep the water from running down his body and making puddles at his feet.

With Michael in possession of his blow drier at the moment Miles would have to go with the next best thing to dry his hair. J.

With a slight skip in his step he made his way down the hallway to their shared bedroom. Peeking around the corner he found the younger boy lying idly on the bed with his phone shoved into his face.

“Babe” Miles called “Could you help me dry my hair?”. J glanced up with a nod and placed his phone down as he sat up, silently gesturing for Miles to come over.

J swung his legs over the edge of the bed and opened them wide enough for Miles to have space to sit comfortably.

Miles walked over and kneeled, hanging his head so J could begin to rub his hair dry.

J took his time working the water out of his boyfriend's hair, he always went through with his fingers and pulled out one or two tightly coiled curls.

Letting his curiosity get the best of him J purposefully tugged a little harder on one of the knots sitting in Miles’ curls.

J watched as Miles’ face twisted into one of an unknown emotion, it wasn't of pain but it wasn't completely of pleasure.

Wanting to see how far he could get, J took a slightly bigger patch between his fingers and tugged with a little more force than last time. This time Miles squirmed, his face was slowly heating up and his breathing began to quicken.

Feeling cocky, J knew he had to have some fun with this. Taking a little more hair each time, he made sure to tug harder on each patch of brunette curls he had in his fingers.