He was making lunch in the kitchen, shirtless. His wife standing by the fridge making the drinks. He glanced at her then walks over and tugs her ponytail

“You should wear your hair up more often.”

he kissed her neck and grabs the lemon before going back to cooking

just to piss him off, you take off your ponytail and wear your hair down. He noticed then spoke in a lovesick whimper

“Even better..”

you groan and walk over to the kitchen island pouring the ice cubes into the cups then pouring the drink

he grins and tugs the end of your hair

“Still mad, cutie?”