Thank you to Vibecheck for the
vibe check commission! We’ll be going on a journey with Gilles materials, so get your leash ready because we’re going to be walking Arlen’s guard dog LOL.
Note: These are short everyday stories of the men from the Rouge et Noir series.
“Dammit, I’ve done it now…”
Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I clicked my tongue hard. Last night, after I finished work and took a shower, it was too annoying to dry my hair and so I collapsed into bed like that. This was the result.
“… This is horrible.”
From the top of my head, my bangs were sticking up in all directions as they liked while the rest of my hair had knotted lumps here and there. It was going to require too much effort to turn it into some sort of artistic bed hair.
“Maybe I should chop it all off.”
Thinking about the time it’ll take to fix my bed hair, cutting it off would be much quicker. From the start, I wasn’t consciously growing it out or anything. It just became this length after I left it alone. It wasn’t like I was attached to it or anything.
I stopped reaching for my knife in my back pocket.
“She likes touching this, huh.”
The sight of you always deliberately untying my low ponytail and happily winding your fingers into my hair suddenly crossed my mind. Of course, this happened in bed—.
“… Well, guess I’ll just take another shower.”
Then I stripped off the shirt I had just put on.