Maven Calore X Reader

He styles your hair

You woke up next to your sleeping boyfriend. A small smile stretches on your lips. It's Saturday, All day before both of you. You take a moment to appreciate the peacefull atmosphere.
Soon, Maven wakes Up too, his eyes still half closed. A groan came out of him.

"I have an idea, Y/N."
He said in his typical morning voice.

"And what it might be?"
You ask, curiosity clear in your tone.

"I want to style up your hair for you."
Maven said, affection in his gaze.
You noded at the nice suggestion.
Both of you get up from the cozy bed covers and walk into the bathroom.

"What hairstyle do you prefer, dear?"
Maven asked as he picked up the comb.

"Oh, what about Prefered Hairstyle?"
Maven quickly replied: "Sure, no problem."

As he begin to gently brush your H/C hair, Maven felt a warm feeling in his chest. There was something magical about this moment. It was so peacefull, so right. You catch him smiling. This sure, is a great start of another morning.