Written for the #FanPrompt "technique"
#RuJinu #KPopDemonHunters @fanprompt
Rumi sat on her bed, eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensation of Jinu’s fingers running through her hair.
She had come to prefer his demon form these days—her love for his demon form had admittedly helped her accept her own demon side—but she had to admit that his blunted human fingers were better for this kind of task. His fingers were soothing against her scalp.
She said, “How come you know how to braid hair?”
With a laugh in his voice, Jinu said, “Really? Do you think I had this same hair style for four hundred years?”
“Well, sure, but I doubt you wore a braid in the seventeenth century.”
“That’s true. My…” His fingers stilled. “My mother and sister sometimes did, though. They taught me.”
Rumi’s chest squeezed in sympathy, knowing how much shame the memories of his family brought him. At least he still had some good memories intact.
“I’m sure they taught you well.”
“Well, I was awful at the time, but I practiced. After I… turned, anyways. Didn’t practice much as a human.” He started combing through her hair again.
Rumi reached back and placed a comforting hand on his leg. He paused his work to cover her hand with his own.
After a long moment, Jinu said, “That being said, I only know how to do a simple braid. Honestly, I have no idea how you actually do your hair like that.” He started gathering her hair into parts.
“It’s all about the technique.”
“Technique,” Jinu repeated incredulously.
“It is! I’ll show you sometime.”
“I just don’t understand how you get so much volume in the front.” There was light pressure on Rumi’s scalp as he braided. “I decided that you must put some sort of object in there to get that kind of volume.”
“Rude! I do not. I’ll show you tomorrow.”
Jinu chuckled. “Alright. I guess I kind of believe it. You have… a lot of hair. I kind of want to use it as a blanket sometime.”
“Now that’s disturbing.”
“But can I?”
Rumi sighed. She could never truly resist Jinu, no matter how silly the request. “Sure, if that’s really the kind of thing you like.”
“So judgy.”
“I thought you told me you like my attitude.”
“I do. How could I not?”
“I told you I’m everyone’s type.”
“Sure you are.”
“I am!” Rumi said, not able to help her smile.
After a short while, Jinu tied off the braid. “There. All done.” He grabbed her braid and gave it a sharp tug.
“Hey!” Rumi turned around and tackled him onto the bed, laughing at the small 'oof' that escaped his mouth from the impact.
“Careful. I’m an old man, you know,” Jinu said, wrapping his arms around her.
Rumi snuggled closer to him, adjusting her arms to hold him better. “Mhm. So fragile.”
“And comfortable?”
“That, too.”
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