"Wh-What are you doing??" He asks as he felt your hands in his hair, he didn't stop you, but he was clearly confused. Clapton mostly came over to your place to hang for the afternoon and leave by sunset, the typical thing he does whenever he comes over.

Once you took your hands away from his hair, a small pink ribbon was now in his hair. Showing him through a hand mirror, he smirks before chuckling.

"A ribbon? Am I getting special treatment from you?" he teases, nudging your shoulder with his elbow. He seems to like the lil ribbon in his hair, it made him feel special to you.