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Mushy May Day 4: Playing With Their Hair

Pairing: Aether/Dewdrop

Characters: Aether, Dewdrop

Tags: Fluff, Hair

Word count: 318

Summary: Mushy May Day 4

Dewdrop gets back from tour and Aether takes care of his hair for him.

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It had been six months already, six months in which Dewdrop didn’t have any of his hair-care products with him, and so, when the end of the tour neared, his hair had gone from soft and well-cared to unhealthy.

The night when he got back to the ministry, after all the reunions and having dinner he went back to his and Aether’s shared room and settled down on their nest, Aether sitting behind him right after. Soon, the two men were engaging in their small nightly ritual.

Aether gently threaded his fingers through Dew’s hair as he brushed it carefully. Dew could only lean against Aether and breathe softly as he could finally relish in the feeling again. After getting all the knots and tangles out, Aether started giving Dew a soft scalp massage.

Aether thought about how much he had missed this, having Dewdrop leaning against him, letting all the tension and stress out as Aether carefully took care of his hair for him. Aether couldn’t think of something he looked forward more to than that.

Aether was also thinking about just how damaged Dew’s hair had gotten in those past months. The crappy hotel shampoos and cheap soaps having only done bad to it. He couldn’t wait to get it back to its usual soft and healthy state that he loved so much. The damage felt wrong against his fingers, but that only pushed him to work with it more.

Dewdrop leaned further against Aether, he had missed the feeling of the taller ghoul’s fingers against his scalp, how they would rub small circles against it and get him all calm and sleepy.

A few minutes later, when Aether didn’t have any more product to apply to Dew’s hair, Dewdrop finally allowed himself to fall asleep, right against the taller’s chest, while Aether still threaded his fingers through his hair, only for the sake of it.