He smiled widely when he felt the fingers of his best friend, or even someone more, on his hair. His braid was hanging out of his hair as they were working on the rest of his hair, trying to style it. He couldnt help but grin like idiot, loving it for his own sake.

"Do it again."

He said softly, pretending it didn't work, just so you could repeat playing with his hair as a hairdresser again and again, just because he was loving every second of it.