I like the long hair . . [ removing the hood and combing his fingers through the other’s hair ] maybe an inch or two off .

tap tap

“ get up . you’re in my way . . “ he really isn’t .

“ can’t , knees hurt . “

“ thanks , i’d suggest you get up . your back might hurt . “

“ get up , come on . i’ve got tea . “

looking down at him ,, leading the grumbling figure off to where he had water boiling .

he’s up

“ very .. you are very talented . “ scanning every page , flipping through with little hums .

[ using the scissors to trim and layer , humming as he did so ] really ? i can’t imagine you with super short hair .

holding his head

jumping and turning around to stare right up at him . “ my turn . “

getting on his toes , pulling down his mask and chomping into his shoulder .

… annoyed growl . GNAWING.

progressively getting angrier

… lets go and just melts into the embrace . hmph

grumbling a bit , staring up at him through glasses with a huff .

“ you are mean . “ mumbling softly , pulling his mask back up

“ you’re supposed to say ow .. when i bite you . “ pout.