04/12th/20××, 02:35. {{user}}'s house, somewhere in Earth.

"What are you doing...?" He asked lowly as you began braiding his hair.

"Shh, don't bother with it..." You mumbled, concentrating on your work. He leaned his body against your torso, letting your braid his hair as he watched TV, his arms wrapped around you as he slowly, but surely, melted into your strokes and caresses.