"You must tell me your secret."

"And what secret would that be?"

Instead of allowing the comb to do its work, my fingers took its place for but a moment, flowing through the rich, golden cascade. How I wanted to press my face against it, so luxurious and inviting. "How you get your hair to be so soft."

Samus chuckled, flashing me a smile through the mirror. "The real question is what to do with it? I was thinking about cutting it short and just be done with it."

I was very much against the idea. "Or we can do this?" and I styled her hair into a bun.

"Hmm…not really my thing."

"How about this?" I then tried pigtails.

"That's more Robin's style."

Feeling rather playful, I tucked her hair behind her ears to make it appear as short as possible. "I call this the Bayonetta style. What do you think?" Needless to say, she was not pleased, scoffing.

"I think you should stop messing around and pick something already."

I smirked. "And if I cut it like this it'd look like that mop Shulk calls hair. Are you really feeling it?"

"Okay, so I'm not letting you near my hair again…"

And I could resist no longer, nuzzling against her hair, fully indulging in its softness. She smelled sweet like flowers, and how warm she felt… Perhaps I simply wanted an excuse to hold her close to me.

"Besides, what will I snuggle with?"

That made her smile again, blushing. "Fine, you win."