"Your hair is really soft.." Merel hums, running her fingers through Victoria's hair, the shorter woman asleep in her lap. Merel wasn't one to be affectionate in public, with hand holding being only occasional and even in the comfort of their shared apartment the Dutch woman preferred to keep her hands to herself, so she tended to be more affectionate when Victoria was asleep, giving her forehead kisses or stroking her long blonde hair that was usually kept in two twin tails.

"W-wha..?" Victoria mumbled dumbly, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she reached for her glasses. "You like my hair huh?"

"Y-you.. you heard nothing.." Merel stuttered, face burning red.

"Yea.. sure. Come here, I adore your hair too, love."