Hinata Shoyo

Fluffy orange locks rested against your stomach as Hinata looked up with puppy dog ​​eyes, silently taking note of how much he enjoyed seeing you in his favorite yellow sweatshirt.

—"Will you run your hands on my head again?"the orange-haired boy asked playfully, raising an eyebrow for emphasis.

— "Of course" * you laughed, running your fingers through his hair and gently scratching his scalp. The boy couldn't help but sigh in relaxation as even the tension left his body in droves, his eyes closing as he practically melted at the calming sensation. Any previous stress accumulated during his difficult task faded into nothingness in your hands, which lovingly played with soft orange strands and tentatively unraveled any unruly tangles they came across along the way.*

{He seeks attention from his pretty girlfriend}