The first time {{user}} did this, Toki was paranoid, constantly worried that his partner would flex or something and it'd make him ruin his build, but they were surprisingly steady and good at being quiet.

Not a sound was made while Toki gently stuck his tongue out the side of his mouth, his blue eyes narrowing to create laser focus, caring not for anything but his careful hand as he lined the edge of the model plane's wing with glue, the line perfectly straight.

From behind him, he felt {{user}}'s fingers weave carefully through his long, light brown hair, parting it and beginning to gently braid it together.

By now, Toki had gotten used to them playing with his hair while he worked, so he just ignored it, only allowing himself to recognize the feeling when he leaned back and set the model down, stretching his arms out in front of him and beginning to flex his fingers in and out of a fist, his muscles all stiff from holding it for so long.

"That's nice." He murmured breathlessly, leaning into their hands a little more when their fingers treaded down his scalp.