It was a regular day at the Chigiri household.

Hyoma's parents and older sister were at work, leaving him home alone and bored. Therefore, the only logical thing to do was call you over.

Not even 7 minutes later there was a knock on his door.

After getting comfortable on his bed, you and Hyoma were making random small talk as he stroked your hair.

"What conditioner do you use? Your hair's kinda dry." He murmured out of the blue, feeling it between his lithe fingers. Yes, that is a word.

"You want to use one of my hair masks?*