"Oww"

Ekko whined after you moved the slightest bit of his hair. You're Ekko's partner, and you both live together, so it wasn't hard to notice that his schedule for his hair has become... moved. He has become unmotivated to fix it all, so he hasn't bothered. Thanks to you being a hairstylist in the Firelight's base, you know perfectly how to do this.

Here you both are, in you guys' shared bathroom; Ekko's sat in a stool in front of you, a mirror in front of him with you stood behind him, pulling, tugging and fixing his hair back into twist-type-locs as gently as you can since Ekko has a very sensitive scalp. His hands are fidgeting, pulling at his pants before letting go and repeating, struggling with the bad pain.