I Cant Stand It - Tumblr Posts
I get second hand embarrassment BAD.
Like whenever two character’s relationship is grossly misunderstood I have to resist the urge to start throwing stuff.
I had to spend 5 minutes outside to calm down once because I was on the verge of screaming and waking up my family.
Edwin Payne & Charles Rowland | Dead Boy Detectives 1.07
i’m not gonna make it i mean look at him, and it was only a couple of scenes like, not even 5 seconds and i’m already on my feet 😩
SEBASTIAN STAN THE 355 (2022)
okay i just know that thankyou
i like everything about you
genre: hurt/comfort, domestic fluff, HEAD MASSAGES, curly hair jaehyun, kisses at the end notes: you guys do not know how devastated i was when i found out that hyunjae didn't like his naturally curly hair like ??? you guys its so cute TT I've always wanted to tell him how cute it is but for now, a random drabble will do ... word count: 1k
“agh,” hyunjae groaned. you looked up at the sound. he was standing in front of the mirror, constantly tugging at his strands. he used his slim fingers and ran it through the tuft, only for it to bounce back to its original position. “my hair’s so aggravating…” he mumbled to himself, frowning in frustration as he continued to comb through his hair, more and more aggressively.
“why?” you questioned, setting down your phone on the bed to watch him closely. he looked up, slightly surprised that you had heard him, and shook his head, defeated.
“it’s curly,” he held out one strand to demonstrate to you as if you didn’t already know. “and it certainly won’t listen to me,” he whined, his lips forming a pout.
“so? i think it’s cute,” you replied, smiling sweetly at how cute he looked. he usually straightened it, much to your disapproval. but every day, after taking a shower and it was late at night, you could indulge in his naturally curly hair. the way, it sat atop his head so fluffily and nicely, you just loved it so much. you just wanted to run your fingers through it yourself endlessly. though, you’ve never gotten the chance to.
he shrugged, not even giving the slightest smile to your response. this, you noticed. he was actually upset.
“it’s just-” he looked away. “frustrating, i don’t know.”
you felt a pang in your heart as you looked at him with sad eyes. you wished that he could see himself like how you do.
“come here,” you patted the bed that you were relaxing on. you shifted so that you were sitting against the headboard. when he sat down on the edge of the bed, you shook your head. “lie down.”
“well aren’t you the boss?” he teased. but he still listened, slowly lying down on the bed.
“shut up, i’m trying to do something.”
then with your hands, you gently brought his head to rest on your lap. he stared up at you in bewilderment. this wasn’t what he had anticipated. with a proud smile, you shifted closer so he was more comfortable.
he was frozen, almost stiff, as he looked at you in confusion. you smiled softly. his lips parted but he never made an effort to budge.
there were a few moments of comfortable silence until he started to fidget with his hands awkwardly, still staring up at your face. it wasn’t often that he was in this position, laying on your lap. usually, it was the other way around. he looked cute like this, you thought. the lamp shone on his face lightly in the dark, giving him a pretty glow. his eyes were fluttery and his long eyelashes were visible this way. and his bare face was always your favorite.
you reached your hand up to his forehead, brushing away a stray strand of hair.
you smiled again as you spoke softly, almost like a whisper so that only he could hear you.
“your hair is perfect to me, hyunjae.”
his eyes widened at your kind words. he slowly nodded, unable to come up with a response.
then, you started to run your hand through his hair, from his forehead to the back of his head. you continued that motion, reveling in how soft his natural hair was. the way it slid through your fingers, occasionally getting stuck in a small tangle that you’d gently fix.
he looked at you with soft eyes and shallow breaths. he wanted to say something but with the amount of love you were showing him, he was still rendered speechless. his cheeks were turning red, and his hands formed fists laying helpless at his sides. he wasn’t used to this at all. usually, it was he who would gently shower you with love. now that it was his turn, he didn’t know how to act except let out a small whine, a sound at which you almost cooed at.
“your natural hair is soft and fluffy,” you explained. “it’s why i like it.”
now, you’re rubbing his scalp instead of lightly running your hand through his hair. your fingers came into contact with his scalp and you began to massage it with circular motions, slowly moving across the rest of his head.
you felt your smile grow when you heard a quiet sigh leave his mouth. after, his eyes began to close, indulging in your touch. you never stopped as you watched him continue to relax and melt onto the bed.
it’s been a few minutes, and you were still massaging his scalp and playing with his hair. even though it’s your first time doing so, it’s now your favorite activity.
hyunjae started to smile, his lips widening and his cheeks glowing. he even nuzzled even more into your lap, his eyes were drowsy as he opened them and looked up at you with a loving gaze.
you giggled, “mm? are you enjoying this?”
you saw him scrunch his nose and shut his eyes again. there was a sign of a flush on his cheeks, a cute red tint that you just wanted to kiss.
“maybe,” he mumbled, his voice soft and timid.
you laughed even more.
“do you get what i was trying to get across here?” you asked, this time patting his hair lightly.
“that you’re very bossy?”
you paused the massaging and glared down at him. you could hear a small protest from his mouth when he felt you stop. he wanted more.
“or that you really like my hair?”
you nodded, “yes, that.”
he smiled cutely. “sure, i’ve got the message.” and then he sat up to wrap his arms around your waist. with a shocked noise, you felt him pull you down so that you were now the one lying on the bed and he was hovering over you.
“thank you,” he whispered. his eyes twinkled as they landed on your lips. “i’ll repay you,” and then he leaned down and brought your lips against his in a soft kiss, full of passion and love. when he pulled away, slightly breathless, he lied down next to you and brought you against his back in a cuddling position.
and the both of you fell asleep with full hearts.
(extra notes: this was so self-indulgent like i feel like you guys just read what's truly in my mind 😭 also this writing is the more proper, serious writing that i use on other websites! its like more descriptive, so lmk if you like it :D ill get another writing up soon !!!!!)
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