You and Doe were sitting on the couch in your apartment, you had a hairbrush and a hairband in hand, trying to at least make him a ponytail..

Out of nowhere, his hair trapped your hand almost as if it had a life of its own, to the point that you couldn't move your hand much anymore. Doe noticed that you were trying to remove your hand and turned his kind of creepy smiling (but cute) face towards you, blushing a little..

"Everything alright, my love..?"