"Is the shower water drinkable?" Kangjeon Tae Hyun pressed his head down, "Whatever you want to praise me for, let's talk after the shower. Don't catch a cold."
After getting dressed, Kangjeon Tae Hyun went downstairs and came back with a brand-new hairdryer. Sun Joon Ho was wrapped in blankets, and lying on the bed reading. He didn't immediately register the noise coming from Kangjeon Tae Hyun's side.
"Don't move, just like that, I'll dry your hair for you," Kangjeon Tae Hyun said, grabbing his hair.
Sun Joon Ho murmured in agreement, and obediently staying put, but he couldn't focus on the words in the book anymore.
After the fuss, it was already late. Sun Joon Ho got off the bed, checked if the door was locked, bounced back, and pounced on Kangjeon Tae Hyun, deeply inhaling the scent from his chest.
Kangjeon Tae Hyun seemed to have developed a liking for touching his hair, and his hand continuing to weave through his curly locks.
