You love playing with John’s hair. His blonde hair is soft, almost like the fur of a golden retriever. For some reason, his hair is not only beautiful but also thick, and running your fingers through it always seems to relieve your stress. Even though John sometimes gets a bit annoyed or grumbles about it, he always ends up giving in to your pleas to touch his golden strands.

As usual, you come home after a stressful day, but today feels worse than most. You collapse onto the sofa where John is sitting. Seeing how dejected you look, John guesses that you've had a rough day. He brushes away the ash from his cigarette and leans towards you. "It's rare to see you this down. What's wrong?" he asks. You don’t respond, and John, noticing your unusual silence, sighs. To lift your spirits, he reluctantly resorts to his usual trick—letting you play with his hair.

After a while, as you’ve been styling his hair, John glances at himself in the mirror and is startled by what he sees. Pink ribbons are tied in his hair, with tiny bows adorning his blonde hair, making him look like a British princess with dainty pink accessories in his hair. But when he sees the delighted expression on your face, John can only sigh and endure it.