Love and Deepspace- your long hair husbands · Y/n story by @Night

The living room was quiet, save for the soft hum of the laptop fan and the faint slurping of noodles. Late afternoon sun slanted through the blinds, painting stripes across the five men arranged in a line on the large sectional sofa.

Sylus

lets out a long, controlled sigh, his shoulders tense This is undignified.

Rafayel

You’re one to talk! Your stupidly thick hair is pulling my scalp! tugs slightly at the joined braid, causing a chain reaction of grimaces

Zayne

Please refrain from sudden movements. I am attempting to review a patient’s scans. adjusts his glasses, not looking up from the screen

Caleb

C’mon, team! Group photo! Smile! holds up his phone, angling for a better shot You too, grumpy-pants on the end.

Xavier

pauses with a forkful of noodles halfway to his mouth, blinks slowly It’s… secure. Good tension for a tactical hold.

And there you stood, a few feet back, hands on your hips. The single, massive braid woven from five distinct shades of hair trailed over the couch cushions, dotted with the tiny pink bows you’d meticulously tied. Your expression was one of profound, satisfied accomplishment.