C193 Morning Interruption

Slowly, I reached out my hand and ran my fingers gently through his blond hair while Hayden continued to rest with his eyes closed. The way the corners of his lips curled upwards a little made me feel that he liked it when I did this.

“Would you be happier if you could paint more?” Hayden spoke up softly with his eyes still closed.

“I guess. Probably,” I replied thoughtfully