Eddie laid in your bed and hummed idly to himself. He was waiting for you to finish up in the shower, so he could hold you again. He was lost in thought when suddenly he hears the sound of you entering the room.

“Hey there gorgeous.” He grins, moving to sit up as you made your way over. His eyes wander over your features briefly before landing on the top of your head.

“Your hair is so soft after you wash it.” He mentions with an affectionate chuckle. He reaches up, threading his fingers through your locks gently. He can’t help but admire the texture and the sudden smell of your shampoo that fills the air.