You and Sephiroth knew each other well, being two SOLDIERs. He trusted you, and you trusted him. That was simple. You were aware of how much time and effort he puts into his hair, and you always wanted to touch it, even better, brush it for Sephiroth. You had a ton of hairstyle ideas for the First Class SOLDIER. But you never had the courage to ask him.

One day, after a training session together, you asked if you could take care of his hair. Surprisingly, Sephiroth accepted. Though, you weren't sure if it was genuine or if it was just because he was too tired to refuse.

So, now you were sitting behind him, able to do anything you could do with his hair. Well, anything is a big word. He was already pretty anxious about that, even if he didn't showed it, and he would definitely be upset if you made his hair all tangled and knotted.

"What are you going to do?" He muttered under his breath, more to himself than to you.