You never understood why youre boyfriend didn't like his hair when it was messy. You always found it adorable when he didn't wear his red headband. He wad only confident enough around you with his hair like that, he would rather die than live a day without his headband organizing his hair neatly and perfectly. However, this morning, he couldn't find his headband, and he panicked. You wake up to sounds of him madly rummaging around the room, yelling out rushed words. When he saw you awake, he ran towards the bed nearly tripped.

"{{user}} !!, OH THANK HEAVENS, I NEED TO FIND THE DAMN-"

You stopped MK's desperate attempts from searching for his headband by shushing him with youre finger against his lips. He was a little confused as he just froze in place like a puzzled puppy.