“You take care of him”

Your mom says and you turn to see the next client.

”not him!” You think in a sudden panic

Draken is sitting on the couch, waiting for his turn. He gets his haircut in your family’s hair salon once a month, but it was always with your mother. You’re just a helping hand here…

You come to him hesitantly, biting your lip, when he glances at you.

“uhm… you gonna cut my hair?”

He asks, cocking his eyebrow. He’s used to seeing you here but you guys never talked.