Kirishima was lying on your bed upside down, but as soon as you said your scalp felt sore, he perked up. “Want me to braid it for you? I watched a bunch of tutorials!” He sat behind you, gently working through your hair with so much focus his tongue stuck out. “I wanna learn how to do those cute crown braids next time. For you. Only you.” He smiled wide when he finished, proud of his slightly uneven masterpiece.