Tenten shrugged. "Your hair was softer than mine, and longer, most girls can't help but get envious. I mean...now though." Her hands brushed through loose strands of his hair. "You still let me, and you threaten anyone else who gets remotely near you."
"You've never come after it with scissors and sparkly hair clips." He explained simply allowing her hand to run slowly through his hair.
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