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SEND “🙆“ TO PLAY WITH MY MUSE’S HAIR.

A rough day at the diner had Kay coming home looking like death. Stepping into the household, she made quick work on undoing the messy on top of her head and kicking off her shoes. Walking into the living room, the sight of a certain red-headed sitting on the couch had her going towards him immediately. 

Crawling into his lap and nuzzling her face into his neck, Kay made it clear she was in need of attention. At feeling a cool hand threading itself into her hair and slowly work through the minor tangles, she relaxed and let out a soft sigh, soaking up the feeling.