"What's wrong?" Raven asked.
Dwayne is like an active kitty with unlimited energy. He hurriedly got off the bed and pulled out the hair dryer Raven had used on him.
"Big brother, sit here." He patted the same sofa he sat on earlier.
Raven immediately understood what he was trying to do and couldn't help but chuckle lightly.
Raven did as he asked and sat obediently.
Letting Dwayne touch his tousled hair and ran his fingers on it.
In all his life, Raven hated being touched.
Physical contact made him recoil and uncomfortable. Everyone around him knew it.
But if it's Dwayne... He welcomed it.
The youth's little fingers soothe him.
Without intending to, Raven had tilted his head closer to Dwayne's body. His cold grey eyes closed in comfort.
After ten minutes, Raven's hair has dried.
"Big brother, it's done!" Dwayne energetically said. Raven slowly opened his eyes.
