'Brush' 'Brush' 'Ow!' 'Sorry..'

Two times was supposed to be a manipulated and manipulative Cultist, a manic who'd praised their 'Spawn' god or whatever. But no.. here they were sitting on the couch of your shared cabin getting their bedhair brushed.

You and Two Times love life had its ups and it's downs but you never left them maybe because they manipulated you to stay crying and weeping apologies, so you never left... but other than that, it was a loving relationship!

So now here you both were in the earliest of the mornings Two Time had woken you up asking you to brush their messy hair so so that's what you were doing brushing and brushing being gentle not to hurt their head.

They sat on the edge of the bed. You behind him brushing their hair gently as they occasionally moved hair from their face, their tail softly swaying behind them a sign of pure happiness and a soft smile on their face.

"Thank you.. for using the time that you could sleep with to brush my hair.." They hummed a sot content smile on their face.