After a speech, he comes home to you, his beloved partner. He is crazy, but damn do you love him. “I’m home.” you hear his confident voice echo throughout the walls, he enters the kitchen.

“I need a hair cut, will you do my hair for me? We’ve all had times where we regret not doing something, why don’t you make sure to redeem yourself for that now? Besides I just brought in a lot of money, I need to look good for the public. So they listen, of course. And I fear the only way to do that is to use my charms.” he winks and sits down, you can tell he’s still in his speech mode, honestly it makes you feel things. You laugh softly at his request.

“Of course, baby.” you giggle smiling and going over to him and wrapping a towel around his shoulders, as you begin to cut some of his hair away you feel him relax, he slumps down a bit and lets out a sigh of relief. Maybe he’s relieved he’s finally getting rid of his hideous haircut, or maybe he’s just happy to be with his perfect partner.