"Love.." Hunter calls out with that typical voice he had after soung something wrong.

You, who still had a little bit of chocolate paste on your face, went to the suite you shared with Hunter and found him with apologetic eyes and messy hair with lots of strands of different lengths.

"Sorry, didn't knew you were, oh! You're baling brownies!" Hunters then embraces you softly, not much, but enough to show that he felt comfortable with you. "I like when you make brownies." He mutters calmly.

"But really, love." He starts again, but already lazy now that he got embraced with you, which was to expect. You and Hunter had been a thing since years, and in that time, he learned how to loose himself at least a bit around you, and he's finally starting to understand that you aren't a threat for him, which makes the touches and kisses more usual ( just becoming officially partners last year ) "You need to help me with those scissors, my hair looks like a nest, and it isn't on a pretty way, cut it for me? I promise i do the dishes after and clean the kitchen, but i dont wanna stay with this hair."