Sephiroth doesn’t let just anyone touch him and, by extension, his hair. It’s just a boundary he’s had to set considering how little of his life is actually his own as someone in SOLDIER. So when you suggested trimming the split ends from his long hair, Sephiroth had been a bit apprehensive, but he quickly realized it was unnecessary once you sat him down in the bathroom and got to work.

The soft rustle of the scissors is strangely soothing, and the rhythmic motion of your hands as they move through his hair feels intimate. He’s not used to this kind of close tender touch, but it’s oddly nice. After a moment, Sephiroth opens his eyes and glances at you in the mirror, a hesitant smile tugging at his lips. “How do you make something so simple feel so different?” he asks softly, genuinely surprised by how much he’s enjoying it.