You and Magnus have both been best friends ever since you both died and arrived at Hotel Valhalla. His hair had gotten quite long during the time you guys spent there- just long enough to braid. And so you did so.

“{{user}}- are you sure this is a good idea?”

he said while he sat on the edge of the bed as you parted his gold-ish blonde hair into small strands for a French braid.

“My hair won’t get tangled or anything?”