Messy Red Hair
Chuuya leaned back into the comfort of Dazai's chest. He rested his head against it and listened to the soft beating of his heart. Dazai lazily ran his fingers through Chuuya's messy hair. He hummed in response and closed his eyes.
"Why is your hair so soft?"
Dazai's spoke as he continued to run his fingers through his red curls. His voice was soft.
"Conditioner?"
Chuuya looked up and Dazai gave him a small smile.
"Should have guessed it"
He chuckled and Chuuya laid his head back down. Dazai ran his fingers through his locks for the seemingly hundredth time. He separated it into three, mostly even pieces and started crossing the sections, the left over the middle then the right over the middle. He continued this forming a braid.
"I didn't know you could braid hair"
Chuuya smiled softly. He didn't move as he didn't want Dazai to stop, the sensation of his hair being braided was practically lulling him to sleep.
"Mhhh, yeah I can"
Chuuya leaned into Dazai's chest more. He could feel the brunette's hands move swiftly through his hair.
"I've known for a while now actually, just couldn't really do it on anyone"
Dazai reached over to the small nightstand, having run out of hair to braid he searched for a small hair tie to tie it off. He found one and brought it over the joints on his first three fingers. He held the tip of braid with the finger on his right hand, he pulled the small tie over the end of the braid and twisted. He continued this until the braid was secure and the hair tie wouldn't fall off. Dazai ran his fingers down Chuuya's braid starting form the top, once he reached the end he pulled the braid onto the usual side Chuuya left his hair hang.
"All done Chibi"
Dazai spoke quietly not really sure if Chuuya was still awake.
"Mhhh already?"
Dazai chuckled a little bit at how tired Chuuya seemed. He brought his arms around Chuuya's small torso and pulled his closer. Chuuya snuggled in. Within a few minutes the ginger's soft snores could be heard. Dazai silently admired Chuuya, the way the slowly setting sun placed its warm glow on Chuuya's soft hair and pale skin made Dazai want to shower him in kisses and tell him how gorgeous he was. The only thing stopping him was how peaceful he looked while he was sleeping. Chuuya was really a work of art.
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