Caressed Hair Novels & Stories

I looked down at him hitching my breath as if I am scared that he'll woke up. His breath is still even, indicating that he is still fast as sleep. I reached for his soft hair gently caressing it dahilan para mas lumalim ang paghinga nito. As far as I can remember, he love it everytime I caress his hair. He said feels so comfortable and he feels that I care for him. I did, I always care for him. Umalis ako sa kama para tingnan kung gising na rin si Uno sa sariling silid nito.

tanong ng hairstylist. Napaisip ako. “Hmm… yung elegant pero soft po tingnan.” “Got it. Loose curls with a touch of braid sa gilid. Para may accent. Perfect for your face shape.” Hindi ko alam kung anong ibig sabihin ng face shape na ‘yun, pero napangiti na lang ako. Bahala sila, alam naman na nila kung paano ako mapapaganda.

“You don’t need it. Don’t be shy, my love. It’s normal.” “Anong normal ka diyan? Akin na ‘yan.” “Nope. Not giving it to you.” Inilayo ni Cassiuz ang scarf. “Let’s go out without this scarf. I want to show what’s mine.” Umirap si Wynter. “I have my hair to cover the kiss mark.” Ngumiti siya. “Much better than the scarf.” Sabi naman ni Cassiuz saka hinalikan ang asawa. Hinawakan niya ang kamay nito. “Let’s go.”

Marami pa namang recitation na magaganap kay sir. "Can I touch your hair?" aniya sa mahinang boses. Dahan-dahan akong tumango. Nang maramdaman ko ang kamay niyang nasa batok ko, biglang nagtayuan ang balahibo ko sa kamay. Basa pala ang buhok ko dahil sa pawis na naging pag-iyak kanina. Dinala niya iyon lahat sa likod. "Happy birthday, Aerthaliz..."