something about him ! tysh

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josh was humming a tune to an old beatles song, the sun exposing the soft hues of his coffee saturated hair; the curls were getting long.

"your hair grows fast." i stated purely out of observation.

"ugh i know. i've gotta cut it soon-"

"no! i mean, i like it. it looks... soft and cute."

josh laughed, "dude, you're whipped," jokingly smacking my shoulder.

i didn't miss the blush on his cheeks but i couldn't agree any more.