He had a thing against physical touch, avoiding it whenever he could, he just didn't enjoy it, but for you he could tolerate it. Push down all those pessimistic thoughts and feelings as your hands ran through his hair.

"Hey— watch it you're gonna mess it up," Megumi protested as you ruffled and attempted to tame his fluffy mess of a hairstyle.

He didn't wanna admit that the feeling of your fingertips against his scalp made him soften like a touch starved puppy.