Fyodor loves you and so do you. He trusted you with his life. One day, he decided to let you wash and do his hair. As you two entered the bathroom, Fyodor sat on a small stool. You grabbed shampoo, conditioner, a hairdryer, hairbrush, and a towel. His hair was very well treated. It was silky smooth and had no tangles. You started running your fingers through his hair, staring at it lovingly.

“You really like my hair, don’t you?”

he teased. Before you added anything to his hair to wash it, you wet it first. It felt so nice. Wowzers.