❝ then we grew a little and romanticized the time i saw flowers in your hair. ❞
ㅡ flowers in your hair, the lumineers
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iv. HAIR
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Unknowingly, Jeongguk really has a thing for her black silky locks.
He loves the way it would sway whenever she moves, and he loves it whenever he would thread her hair with his fingers throughout a heated night bond. It's naturally straight and black, so smooth and fluffy. One thing, he loves the strawberry scent it produces.
Aside from morning kisses, she would wake up with Jeongguk holding her close while sniffing her hair. Once, she joked about how she was getting so jealous towards her hair because he seemed to grow an obsession with it.
He never grew tired of petting her hair. Whenever they're sleeping with each other, he would always play with her it while humming a random lullaby knowing that it would put her to sleep.
In the five years they shared together, never did he see that she dyed her hair or cut it, which he was thankful for. Sure, she would always look good on whatever her hair is, but Jeongguk likes to see her with that specific style.
Sometimes, the female would find it weird when Jeongguk would notice that she trimmed her hair, because really- it's weird. It's weird how a simple and a very light detail would be seen and noticed.
But yeah, he's Jeon Jeongguk. The one who has a thing for her hair.
One time, when she was sitting in an indian seat form on their bed in their shared apartment's bedroom with her lover laying beside her, brushing her hair, Jeongguk slowly lifted himself to rest his head on the headboard, half-sitting and half-lying on the bed.
He watched as she brushed her locks, her back profile on view.
The male fully sat up, placing himself behind her, "Let me do this." he said.
She stopped on her tracks and turned her head slightly to face Jeongguk, "You want to brush my hair?" she asked, smiling.
Jeongguk nodded, reaching out for the hair brush. She placed it on his hand and turned her back at him, "Okay."
Jeongguk begun to gently brush her hair, taking a good care of it as if that was a precious thing.
Once he was done, he placed the hairbrush on the bedside table and the female faced him, letting out a small, "Thank you."
"I want to try something." Jeongguk said, causing her to give him a questioning look.
"And what is it?" she asked curiously.
The guy grinned at her, "Just turn around."
She rolled her eyes but then did it anyway, because it wasn't like she had a choice.
On the other hand, Jeongguk started to take a hold of her hair and divided it into three parts, and she knew then what he was trying to do.
"Are you planning to braid my hair?" she chuckled.
Jeongguk abruptly stopped, "Is that what it's called?" he asked, not fully aware.
She continued to chuckle, "Yeah. So, you know how it's done?"
"I'll try."
And that, he indeed, tried to braid her hair. But everytime he tried to do it, it always ended up so messy- so he tried over and over again until he finally done his masterpiece perfectly- as he thought.
"Are you finally done?" she chuckled again. Well, she was just laughing that whole time because she found Jeongguk so adorable and cute trying hard to braid her hair.
"Yeah, so can you give me a tie now?" he said, grinning widely.
"I don't have a tie."
"Okay so you don'tㅡ wait what?" Jeongguk stopped admiring his work, and the girl slowly turned her head to look at him.
"I don't have a tie. Sorry." she smiled, suppressing a laugh when she saw Jeongguk with a devastated expression.
"You mean, I cannot tie it? And it would fall off?" he said, frowning.
She just nodded her head, trying to look sorry.
"Then my hardwork will go in vain, won't it?" he was pouting, still holding the ends of the girl's hair to prevent the hairstyle to be ruined.
"Sadly, yes." that time, she giggled that made her earn a glare from Jeongguk.
"I'm like, super offended now, you know?" he had said and folded his arms across his broad chest.
"Eh? You should've asked for a tie first before doing my hair." she retorted.
Jeongguk rolled his eyes and let go of her hair.
"I'm so sad watching my hardwork being ruined by myself." he faked a sob as he snaked his arms around her torso from the back, resting his chin on the female's shoulders.
"Don't worry, there will always be next time. I'll give you a tie when that time comes, alright?" she said.
Jeongguk only nods on her shoulder, moving closer to her hair to smell the scent of it.
"It's ticklish." she commented.
But he continued sniffing it and the girl couldn't help but to let out a loud yelp.
The night was spent by of both of them, laughing, and finding comfort in each other's company.
