𝗌𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖾𝖿𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗌

『𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋』

I stared at myself in the mirror. My hair looked like a literal furball. I cringed at my own reflection. I needed to head to work soon, as well. Me and Keefe got married a little while ago, but finding a husband does not lower the amount of work you get. Especially not when your the Moonlark. I grabbed my hairbrush from the counter and started brushing, even though the brush would not comb through. I groaned. This would take forever. Whatever. I don't care if I look like a rat in front of everyone I thought to myself. I wrapped my cape around my shoulders and walked out the door. I entered the living room to find Keefe sketching on the couch. He noticed me and looked up. Keefe then proceeded to unsuccessfully hide his laughter. He covered his mouth with his hand.

"Your hair looks..." He said, muffled.

"I know." I replied, rolling my eyes. "I don't know how to fix it."

"I could help, y'know." Keefe offered. Then it was my turn to laugh.

"You? With my hair? I would do a way better job." I pointed a finger at myself. Keefe smirked and said, "You wanna bet?" I blushed at that and stuttered a little. But I finally said, "Sure." and went to go grab my brushes. I grabbed them, hair ties, and Keefe's hair oil. Soon I re-entered the living room to find Keefe waiting for me. His elbows were propped up on his knees and his face was in his hands. He gave me an adorable smile and ushered me over. I reluctantly walked over and regretted making this deal. Of course he was going to win! He's literally Lord Hunkyhair. I started tugging on my eyelashes, and Keefe definitely noticed. 

"Changing your mind?" He asked me. I sat in his lap on the couch and handed him the things I grabbed from the bathroom. 

"Nope." I said. I heard a chuckle from behind me. I turned and saw Keefe looking at his hair oil.

"You use my hair oil?" He gave me an amused smile. I flushed and immediately whipped my head back around. 

"I-it looks nice in my hair. I think." I tugged at my eyelashes. Would he be mad?

"Of course it does. You look beautiful in everything." My head snapped up at his compliment. I smiled and let him do my hair. I felt his fingers comb through my hair a few times. He then started taking parts of my hair and doing intricate things with them. But in the middle, he randomly stopped. He stuffed his face in the crook of my neck and groaned. 

"What?" I asked.

"You just look so...huggable right now." I blushed. "It's impossible to do your hair when your sitting so perfectly like that. I just want to hug you." He finished. I played with my fingers.

"What's stopping you?" I ask. He chuckled again. He let go of my hair and wrapped his strong arms around my waist. He embraced me so tightly I felt so protected. God, I love him. I leaned back into him, and took in his scent. It was fresh but sweet, like him. Keefe's lips brushed my cheek. I turned and pressed my lips to his. His eyes widened but cupped my face with his hands. We pulled apart.

"You loose." I said, a smug grin appearing on my face.

"What? Why?"

"You didn't finish." I grabbed my hair. But when I touched it, I felt two braids coming from the sides of my face to the back of my head. The rest of my hair was out, smooth, and completely brushed through. My mouth dropped open. Keefe raised an eyebrow.

"I lost, huh?" He winked and stood. He then walked over to our bedroom. When he came out, he was holding his satchel. 

"Gotta get to work. Think of your punishment while your at work!" He waved quickly and leaped to work using his leaping crystal. Punishment? Oh yeah. This was Keefe Sencen. The man behind all bets. My head lolled back and I whined. What had I just gotten myself into?