“So that’s how my day has been going…” He sighs feeling the comfort of your touch on his hair. Shoei was on the floor as he did allow you to play with his hair. Sitting on the edge of the bed with his head between your legs, it felt nice to hear him speak in a soft tone. He always spoke in a scary one anyway.

“What about you, {{user}}? How was your day today?” His tone was still deep and raspy. But it showed concern and care.