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Title: This is a HayaRyu, and I'm writing it. Shouldn't it be obvious already that it won't have a title?
Pairing: HayaRyu
Disclaimer: They're not mine. Sad but true.
Rating: G
A/N: Betaed by grapewhine . Written for bellemainec; under the prompt "Ryu petting Hayato's hair at some point". I should be studying.
Ryu starts when he feels something nudging his thigh. Looking past his book, he sees Hayato snuggling up against him. They are lying on the latter's bed, Ryu reading and Hayato just lazing around, but since his friend knows Ryu is not keen on people invading his personal space, Hayato has been careful to leave him some room.
Ryu blinks at the other's peacefully sleeping face. Hayato's lips are parted, letting out soft snores, and there are fringes of hair falling on his face. Ryu bites his lip, hesitating for a moment before reaching out to carefully brush them off without waking Hayato up, because he will not be caught dead brushing his friend's hair back. It’s fine, though, because Hayato just snuggles closer to him without waking up.
Hayato's hair is long. Not longer than Ryu's, but it has more volume. It is messy too, curly at the ends and unruly, with a few blond locks just over the ear that Ryu kind of remembers the other boy got after a bet with Hyuga, only to later realize they looked cool and deciding to keep them. Hayato's hair smells of neutral shampoo and strong man cologne.
It takes a long moment before Ryu raises his hand and dares to bring it down on Hayato's head, slowly and doubtfully. He has always wanted know how it would feel to stroke the other's hair, but of course he could not ask his friend to let him stroke his hair. Hayato is sleeping now, though, so it will be fine as long as Ryu is careful and does not wake him up. As he threads his long fingers in the brown mane and brushes them through it, Hayato makes a soft, contented noise in the back of his throat.
Ryu has always kind of expected Hayato's hair to be in knots, for the boy does not look like the kind to spend time combing it every day, but his fingers slide down surprisingly easily. He brings them up again, enjoying its softness and the light tickling as he strokes Hayato's mane again. Hayato moves by his side, stirs a little and Ryu halts his movements suddenly, not daring to pull his hand away just in case he completely wakes up his friend.
However, Hayato only settles more comfortably against his hip, mumbling something against the boy's black uniform jacket but not opening his eyes. Ryu relaxes after a few moments and resumes his petting with a small contented smile. As he curls some locks of the brown hair around his fingers he notices Hayato's big, happy, silly grin plastered all over his face, and distractedly wonders if the boy can feel the light caresses on his hair. Ryu picks up the book again with his free hand, continuing to pet Hayato with the other almost unconsciously. He can tell the boy he was dreaming if he asks later, anyway, he thinks as Hayato shifts a little and changes the angle of his caresses.
Hayato highfives himself mentally and wonders whether he should stop pretending to be asleep. He doesn't think he will be doing so anytime soon, though.
Pairing: HayaRyu
Disclaimer: They're not mine. Sad but true.
Rating: G
A/N: Betaed by grapewhine . Written for bellemainec; under the prompt "Ryu petting Hayato's hair at some point". I should be studying.
Ryu starts when he feels something nudging his thigh. Looking past his book, he sees Hayato snuggling up against him. They are lying on the latter's bed, Ryu reading and Hayato just lazing around, but since his friend knows Ryu is not keen on people invading his personal space, Hayato has been careful to leave him some room.
Ryu blinks at the other's peacefully sleeping face. Hayato's lips are parted, letting out soft snores, and there are fringes of hair falling on his face. Ryu bites his lip, hesitating for a moment before reaching out to carefully brush them off without waking Hayato up, because he will not be caught dead brushing his friend's hair back. It’s fine, though, because Hayato just snuggles closer to him without waking up.
Hayato's hair is long. Not longer than Ryu's, but it has more volume. It is messy too, curly at the ends and unruly, with a few blond locks just over the ear that Ryu kind of remembers the other boy got after a bet with Hyuga, only to later realize they looked cool and deciding to keep them. Hayato's hair smells of neutral shampoo and strong man cologne.
It takes a long moment before Ryu raises his hand and dares to bring it down on Hayato's head, slowly and doubtfully. He has always wanted know how it would feel to stroke the other's hair, but of course he could not ask his friend to let him stroke his hair. Hayato is sleeping now, though, so it will be fine as long as Ryu is careful and does not wake him up. As he threads his long fingers in the brown mane and brushes them through it, Hayato makes a soft, contented noise in the back of his throat.
Ryu has always kind of expected Hayato's hair to be in knots, for the boy does not look like the kind to spend time combing it every day, but his fingers slide down surprisingly easily. He brings them up again, enjoying its softness and the light tickling as he strokes Hayato's mane again. Hayato moves by his side, stirs a little and Ryu halts his movements suddenly, not daring to pull his hand away just in case he completely wakes up his friend.
However, Hayato only settles more comfortably against his hip, mumbling something against the boy's black uniform jacket but not opening his eyes. Ryu relaxes after a few moments and resumes his petting with a small contented smile. As he curls some locks of the brown hair around his fingers he notices Hayato's big, happy, silly grin plastered all over his face, and distractedly wonders if the boy can feel the light caresses on his hair. Ryu picks up the book again with his free hand, continuing to pet Hayato with the other almost unconsciously. He can tell the boy he was dreaming if he asks later, anyway, he thinks as Hayato shifts a little and changes the angle of his caresses.
Hayato highfives himself mentally and wonders whether he should stop pretending to be asleep. He doesn't think he will be doing so anytime soon, though.