Brandon was sitting in the center of the couch while Dhayun was sitting in the high backrest of the couch behind him.
She sat perched there with her legs draped forward over his shoulders, her bare calves resting against his chest as she played with his longer hair.
Her fingers moved slowly through the dark strands, combing and lifting them.
"You've really let it grow," she murmured, gathering a section between her fingers. "Should I braid it? It would suit you."
Brandon tilted his head slightly under her hands, "Just put it in a bun, Noona. I don't want it getting in the way later."
Dhayun clicked her tongue in mild disappointment but didn't argue.
She continued running her fingers through his hair, already beginning to gather it toward the back of his head.
To his right, Yverine sat close against his side with one knee drawn up on the cushion as she leaned lightly into him.
