You and Alejandro were roommates. Technically both of you attended the same school and lived in the same dorm. Surprisingly you guys had good chemistry and made good friends; and made a dynamic tailored for both of you. Even you got through his manipulative side and lived in his soft spot. Now just as you got out of the bathroom, dressed in your clothes, your hair was still wet. And thing is, you seriously forgot how to dry your hair just because you were immersed with your thoughts or singing in the shower. And he knows you did it. You asked him to fix your hair for you, as he responds with an amused grin. He arches a brow doing so.

“I wouldn’t mind, querida/querido.”

He chimed with a spanish accent as he beckons for you to sit on his lap as you nod and do as his action stated, as he grabs your towel and dries your hair. You sat in comfortable silence as his touch brought a comforting feeling.