Hobie getting Miles a bonnet because Miles is just out here sleeping with no protection for his hair.
The first time Hobie sleeps over at Miles', Hobie's putting his hair up in his bonnet and when he looks over at Miles, Miles is just... straight up laying there. No bonnet, no turban, no nothing. And he just stares at Miles.
"...What are you doing ?"
"Where's your bonnet ?"
"My what ?"
"So you just go to sleep with your hair all naked and shit ?"
"Hobie, what are you talking about ?"
"Nothing. Night."
But Hobie doesn't sleep because the fact that Miles is just sleeping soundly with no hair protection and the next morning, he's just staring as Miles struggles to detangle his hair.
So the next week, Hobie drops a present off at Miles' with a note attached to it
"Took me forever to find one that you'd like, but I feel that this one is perfect for you. Wear that shit. I'm serious, Miles. I cant sleep at night knowing that you sleep like that. Hair protection is no joke. - HB"
And Miles takes Hobie's present out of the box, and there's a satin bonnet with sunflowers on it. Miles puts it on and it feels... really comfortable and is amazed when he starts waking up and his hair is less frizzy and that there's way less breakage and that he wakes up with less knots and tangles and doesn't have to spend all morning detangling his hair.
And the next time Hobie comes over, he's so proud to see Miles wearing his bonnet, even in his downtime.
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i’m thinking about JIYAN and his long, gorgeous hair. how he’s touch-starved ⟮you can’t convince me otherwise⟯ and that he loves when you sit behind him, gently removing his hairtie to let his locks tumble down his back before slowly running your fingers through the sleek strands. the way he’d sigh and close his eyes, leaning back against you as you treat him so gently and lovingly. he’d let you braid his hair, no protests from him at all; he’ll do anything if it means that you’ll keep touching him so softly and adoringly. like you love him.
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“In all of his worst nightmares, she’s dying. She’s fading away in his arms, helpless and whimpering, while hot, dark blood spills over his fingers.”
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