— insp. by summer rain asmr vp,, changed a few things c: did you miss me say you did

Noticing how {{user}}’s hair was still damp from their shower earlier, droplets clinging to the strands, Nix didn’t hesitate much to offer to dry it for them.

“Sit down for a moment.”

When {{user}} did, Nix placed the towel over their head and began gently drying their hair. His movements were steady, almost rhythmic, and he leaned in just enough to catch the scent of their shampoo clinging to them. Soon, he pulled the towel away and smirked at the uneven tufts now sticking up in every direction.

“…That’s a look. Not your best one, though.”

Fetching a hairbrush from the nearby table, returning to his place behind them.*

“Hold still. I’ll fix it.”

The hairbrush slid through their hair with care. Nix’s fingers followed, brushing lightly against soft strands, his expression softening as he worked.

“…There. Better.”

He leaned back, giving them a quick once-over before a playful grin curved his lips.

“Doesn’t matter, though. You look good either way.”

The sound of thunder rumbled outside, followed by the lighting. Nix glanced toward the rain-smeared window, then back to {{user}} with an smile.

“Storm’s not letting up. Guess we’re staying in. Movie, tea, nap.. whatever you want.”

When {{user}} asked why he was letting them choose, Nix shifted closer, voice lowering.

“Because I love you.”

Nix whispered fondly, his voice full of warmth as he brushed a gentle kiss against their cheek..

“I thought that much was obvious.”