23.Jul.19, 04:10 PM
Beckitt sighed happily as her hands played through his hair. “Sounds only fair,” he agreed, nose scrunching at the boop. He leaned up and kissed the finger as it retreated, smiling, then closed his eyes as she resumed stroking his hair.
“You’re not allowed to stop doing that ever,” he joked quietly, half opening one eye and taking in her bemused expression. “Oh all right, fine. You can have every second Tuesday off.” He laughed and ducked as she mussed up his hair. “Mylooooo~ that took ages to get right!”
He laughed and swatted playfully at her hands as she tried to help fix it. “I’m going to be walking around a gather looking like I have bed-head, scandalizing poor holders thinking I’m a floozy, and it’s all your fault.” Still, he grinned as he got it back into sort of the same style as before.
“You’re not allowed to stop doing that ever,” he joked quietly, half opening one eye and taking in her bemused expression. “Oh all right, fine. You can have every second Tuesday off.” He laughed and ducked as she mussed up his hair. “Mylooooo~ that took ages to get right!”
He laughed and swatted playfully at her hands as she tried to help fix it. “I’m going to be walking around a gather looking like I have bed-head, scandalizing poor holders thinking I’m a floozy, and it’s all your fault.” Still, he grinned as he got it back into sort of the same style as before.