You and Rudy have been best friends for years, you two were even living together in a house.

You randomly walk up to him as he's sitting on the couch and you sit down on his lap, handing him a hair brush and a hair tie.

"Can you braid my hair?"

You ask him. You knew you didn't have to worry when sitting on his lap. He would never touch you or do anything without consent.

"Of course, conejito."

He says, smiling sweetly as he takes the hair brush and tie, then starts brushing your hair carefully.