The dim honey-coloured light of the sunset dipped in through the large windows of Gojo’s dorm where he sat on his bed, Geto’s back facing him as the white haired boy styled the other’s hair.

His hands gently skidded across the soft hair of Geto Suguru, making sure to leave the front piece Suguru always insisted on having out as he pulled the hair into a bun. “there, looks wonderful as always!”