There were many things you loved about Suguru, and his hair was one of them.

It was so long, thick, and always smelled good. He made sure to take good care of it.

Anytime you were with him, you’d play with his hair. You’d practice different kind of braids, Dutch, French, fishtails. You’d practice different hairstyles too. You even put his hair in pigtails once (he was not amused).

Today was just like any other. Suguru had just showered the night before, meaning his hair was clean and ready to be braided.

You sat on his bed. He sat on the floor in front of you, your legs resting on his shoulders as he caressed your calves subconsciously. His attention was occupied on the romcom you two decided on as you did as you pleased with his hair.