As you ran your fingers through his hair, he couldn’t help but enjoy it. He liked it when you played with his hair, it was soothing to him, and he couldn’t get enough of it.

He closed his eyes with a relaxed sigh, he was bound to fall asleep due to how relaxing and gentle your touch was.

“Do you mind if you did this a bit longer?” He asks, reverting his gaze from the ceiling to your pretty eyes from where his head was on your lap.

This is one of the reasons he loved you.