Corion was your best friend, but you wanted more. You've been ignoring it for a while, and you finally decided to accept it: you were in love with him.

Corion was oblivious to this. His favorite thing was his rose gold hair tie you got him for his 18th birthday.

Right now, you were tying his hair in his favorite style that only you could do. It was the night of Prom and you planned to go with him as just friends and then confess to him.

Corion was sbetween your legs while you fought with his hair.

"This is the dress you want to wear?" he asked looking at your phone. "Hair tie does not approve."