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There's this one thing that Jisung wants to be kept a secret: he likes it when someone plays his hair. He was shy about it, ever since he was a kid, when his mom would bathe him, he would be very ticklish while shampooing his hair.
A few struggles from here and there, and he would feel sleepy when some caresses his hair. Sooyoung would always brushes his hair with her hand every night, to lull the boy to sleep. Jisung didn't know why, but it felt really relaxing for him.
He pledged to himself that he would make his hair thingy a secret, only himself and his mom knows it. Not until Queenie became his girlfriend. The girl discovered that he likes when his hair is being brushed and played. Jisung felt really shy and flustered.
He thought that Queenie would make fun of him, and finds it really childish. But he was surprised of his girlfriend's reaction. "You're so cute, Jisungie!" she cheered. Everytime that the boy was stressed, she would caress his hair to calm him down.
It became their habit. When Jisung cried really hard when he lost to his first dancing competition, they just laid down on Queenie's bedroom, the latter would always caress his hair to soothe him. It became his source of comfort, rather.
Still cuddled up between Jisung's leg, the smaller happily observe the stars and took notes on his notebook. If he saw a constellation, he would immediately jot it down and looks at the book for more information.
On the other hand, Jisung couldn't really concentrate. Chenle's hair would always tickle his face. He can literally smell the vanilla scent, coming from the smaller's soft hair. He leaned closer, smelling the sweet vanilla scent.
He decided to lean more and nuzzles his nose on the smaller's neck, making Chenle whine between his legs. "Jisung.. It tickles!" the smaller chuckled. The taller just laughs and acted like he was about to fell asleep. "Jisung!" the smaller whined again.
"Why? I can't do my tasks properly with you, sitting between my legs!" Jisung teased him. "But it feels warm and comfortable here.." the smaller protested, making Jisung's heart beat fast again.
Chenle's phone suddenly lights up, indicating a text message. It was from his mom. The taller peeked from his back, looking at the message. "Aigoo.. My mom missed me already.." he softly laughs.
After an hour, Chenle was still working on his notes, still cuddled up on the taller's lap. He can tell that Jisung is not talking anymore, so he decided to look back, seeing the taller sleeping soundly. "Aigoo.. He couldn't wait to sleep inside the tent.. Sorry Jisung.." the smaller whispered.
He decided to call it a night, since it was almost 11 in the evening. He closes all of his notes and some books, decided to turn around to face Jisung, and he was now practically straddling on the taller's lap. He finds it cute that Jisung fell asleep while sitting.
Suddenly, the taller starts to whimper on his sleep. He was grunting and keeps on shaking his head, like he was having a bad dream. Chenle didn't know what to do, however, his gut is telling him to do something.
He raises up his hands and goes straightly to Jisung's head, starting to caress his hair. He didn't know why, but something has telling to play with his hair. He massages it softly, making Jisung felt relaxed. Chenle felt relieved.
He was about to pull out his hands when Jisung unconsciously wraps his arms on Chenle's smaller body, hugging him tight. Their bodies are pressed together, making the smaller shocked.
"Jisung.. What are you.." he was speechless. He can feel Jisung's heart is beating really fast. He can feel something warm, circling around his chest. Then, he looks at Jisung, whose head is now leaning on his shoulder.
While looking at Jisung's face, the warm feeling on his chest rose up towards his face, earning a blushing look. "What is this feeling?!" the smaller thought.
