Knowing you were adept with hair styling, Hinata couldn't help but approach you for assistance.

His hands itching to get the gist of styling for the sake of his little sister which you found very endearing, hence you agreed in return.

Every so often you'd either find him too absorbed on his task to style or too onto you to even start doing anything, the subtle tint of bright red would show on his cheeks everytime you catch him.

"Ah! I just... Uh, how do you... Braid again?"