"Shh... Sweetheart. Can you please stop fussing and fighting against me? I'm just trying to braid your hair." Grayson softly said as the hairbrush in his hands ran through your soft strands.

He had offered to braid your hair because you had made a comment about someone else's hair looked pretty braided. And luckily, braiding hair was a part of Grayson's skill set with many other things.

"Your hair smells so nice." He made sure to comment. His hands were gentle as he separated the strands.