Through out my days I have heard plenty complaints about my hair being too 'messy' just be of how it ethically is since I'm Latina, and it's been on my mind. so l decided to write a little fic of Taro helping the reader brush through their hair and then putting it into a braid :3

This takes place in the gakuen/modern au! 

- no tws! Just fluff :3

I FIXXED IT!! IDK WHY IT POSTED AS A DIFF CHAPTER

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"Y'know.. I never thought you of all people would be good with hair.."

You murmured with a small chortle escaping your lips, Gyutaro only sighing in response as he delicately ran his long fingers through your locks.

"Why not?.. I raised my little sister, I know about all sorts of girl stuff like that.."

His words were playful despite the unfortunate circumstances him and his sister had been put in that caused him to learn anyways.. or maybe even if they were safe growing up he would have still learned in order to further his bond with the little girl... you'd like you think that would be true.

Despite not being able to see him from behind, you knew very well he was smiling. Gyutaro loved being able to help out and make you feel comfortable.

"Man.. I can't even imagine having this much hair on my head.. it's like it gets fluffier and bigger when I brush it."

He teased, causing you to only roll your eyes at his little comment. You didn't mind having him dote on you, and you definitely didn't mind someone actually enjoying your hair.. you had gotten far to used to people acting as if it was in disarray due to the more curly ethnic texture you were born with. It wasn't your fault it was frizzy when brushed and constantly curled. It was annoying how often people said it looked 'messy' or 'unkempt' after you finished brushing or cleaning it.. but Gyutaro didn't seem to mind. He was gentle and sweet, as he always was with you.

"You should try sleeping with braids in.. I learned from Ume that it helped keep away so many knots and tangle's.."

He suggested sweetly, wanting to do anything no matter how small to make your life just a little simpler.

"Yea, you're right.. I guess I just get a little lazy. I never really learned how to make braids."

Your admission caused your lover to snicker a bit. It was funny, considering how much you enjoyed braids and how helpful they could be you were clueless to making them. Gyutaro snorted slightly, still gently combing through your curls.

"Maybe I can teach you.."

His suggestion melted your heart. How did you get so lucky to have a man like him?.. what a sweetheart. Sure, not many people would refer to him as such but you would.

"Only if you let me braid your hair after you reach me how.."

Your teasing only caused him to scoff slightly, a big grin on his face. You just always needed to find some way to offer some sort of pampering to him, didn't you? Not like he minded.. he loved that about you. Your gentle and loving demeanor only made him fall further in love with you every time you displayed the want to give him attention he felt he didn't deserve.

"Damn.. and here I thought since Ume is older I'd be free from getting my hair styled."

He joked slightly despite the fact he really didn't mind at all, in fact he was fond of the idea. As much as he refused to admit it, he missed when Ume did such domestic tender things like that with him so often. Sure he was glad she was older and more independent with her own friends.. and of course she still spent quality time with him, she loved him to bits. But she was just more reserved nowadays when it came to sappy stuff like that unless she was trying to make him look nice for an event. That girl always went all out to doll him up even if he would insist against it.

You winced slightly, one of the bristles on the brush getting caught in a thicker tangle that caused your hair to be tugged. Gyutaro instantly felt guilty, letting out a quick apology for hurting you. Not like you minded such a common mistake, it was always bound to happen when brushing through hair.. but it was still endearing to see how much he cared.

"Your hair is so pretty.. just like the rest of you.."

Gyutaro mumbled as he delicately worked through the rest of the knots in your hair delicately, making sure to be gentle with each time he brushed through one with precision.

"You're such a sweet talker.."

You couldn't help but tease Gyutaro for how gentle and sweet he always was with you. You were sure he learned a lot of his more attentive and compassionate habits from Ume, and it was so sweet to see how caring he could be. Gyutaro let out a playful scoff at your words, not being able to stop himself from smirking.

"Just treating you how you deserve to be treated, princess."

His voice sweetly cooed, placing the brush down beside him so he would be capable of carefully wrapping his long bony arms around you and pull you into his lap.

"Hey!"

A giggle escaped your lips, tilting your head back to gaze upon the smug grin plastered across his face. Your reactions to anything he did were always so amusing to him and he adored seeing all of the cute engaging expressions you always made.

"What? You always like it when I do this.."

He teased, giving you a gentle squeeze as he held you close. And his playful banter was correct, you were rather fond of his attention.

Since he had just brushed your hair it was all poofy and frizzy, getting in his face slightly and being puffed out onto his arms. Of course he wasn't brothers by such a ordinary thing one bit, he loved being close to you regardless of how frizzed your hair was. Even if your lover didn't mind such a small thing, you still found it slightly obnoxious how your frizzy brushed hair always stuck to everything.

An annoyed huff escaped your lips as you made an effort to use your hands to flatten it back down onto your head.

Despite your attempts, every time you moved your hands away it just poofed back out to where it was before causing you to groan, and for Gyutaro to chuckle.

"Don't worry so much about it, sweet thing.. I don't mind it."

Your boyfriend reassured you with gentle words, moving one hand away from your waist and up to your head in order to gently run his fingers through your curls.

"It looks pretty like this.. or well, all the time.. so you have nothing to worry about.."

Gyutaro mumbled softly, lazily resting his chin atop your head with a goofy smile on his face. After becoming more comfortable with touch, he was absolutely infatuated with being close to you.

In the past the man worried that if you hugged him or got close you would realize how skinny he was and belittle him like others would. But in the end all you ever did was make sure he had eaten well.. you really were a blessing from the gods.

"Thank you, Taro.."

Always so appreciative of his sweet gestures and kind words, you couldn't help but thank him.. why wouldn't you? He had done nothing but shown you love and affection, he deserves to be appreciated.

"Any time.."

Even though others might find the raspy nature of his voice to be an annoyance, you found it endearing and charming. It was just one of those little things that made him unique . His voice was recognizable, and even if he would complain about how he disliked it, you couldn't help but adore how your lover sounded.. maybe it was love blinding you to his flaws or imperfections, but in all honesty you didn't care.

"So... about those braids.."

A chortle escaped his lips at you subtly prompting him to help you learn how to style your own hair. The little smile that tugged on your lips was enough to melt his heart and make his day feel brighter.

"Of course, of course.. but you're gonna have to get off of me.."

Not that he wanted you to get off of his lap, because if anything he wished you could just stay there all night. Gyutaro loved feeling you close, the feeling was truly incomparable to any other simple gestures that every day life gave to him. You felt the exact same way even if he didn't even tell you he was disappointed by the fact. Though, unlike Gyutaro you had no hesitation to express your slight disappointment.

A fake pout left your mouth, a playful over exaggeration to your disappointment of the fact you had to be just a bit further from him in order for him to work his magic. Gyutaro chuckled and let a content sigh slip out from his dry chapped lips as you pouted, watching you move off of him and sit down on the floor in-front of him.

Scooting a bit closer, Gyutaro gently reached out his hands and used the advantage of his long fingers to easily separate your hair into three sections for the braid. The simple action of intertwining the little parts of your hair didn't seem too hard.. just a bit aggravating at how precise one would have to be.

"I'm surprised you don't know how to braid your own hair, hah.. I'd assume that you would know.."

Gyutaro mumbled in a teasing manner, delicately moving your hair over and under itself to wrap it into the start of a braid. It wasn't easy to exactly see what he was doing, but you attempted to try and retain his actions by the little tugs you felt on your head that signified his movement's.

"Y'know, it doesn't really seem that hard in all honesty.. maybe I just haven't learned how too because it's a hassle and I'm impatient"

Chuckles could be heard behind you as Gyutaro struggled to stifle his snickers of amusement from your statement.

"Huh, so you just need me to do everything for you, eh?.."

His teasing only caused you to giggle, and despite you wanting to mess with him a bit more or playfully jab his arm you kept still. A gut feeling told you that if you began roughhousing while he had a hold of your hair it would end up in yourself getting hurt, and then Gyutaro inevitably feeling guilty because of it.

"Hey! I said I was willing to learn. Besides, I'm not making you slave around, you're choosing to do my hair."

Your teasing was only met with a quick witted response that displayed Gyutaro's amusement

"I think the words you're looking for are 'thank you, honey'"

He teased while still delicately braiding through your hair, making sure to be gentle with your locks.

"Thank you, honey. Though, this is less of a braiding lesson and more of you playing around with my hair."

He sighed, knowing you had a good point. If he was actually planning on teaching you he should have gone to the bathroom to use the mirror.. though him postponing the actual teaching was just another excuse to spend more time with you and shower you in his affection.

"Is that a problem?.. would you rather me take it out and start again so you can see?"

Even if his tone was mocking, he was genuinely asking the question. If you wanted him to start over and show you, he a hundred percent would do so in a heartbeat just to make you happy. But luckily for him and all the work he put in so far, you just chuckled and shook your head.

"Don't worry about it, I'm just teasing.. I'd never complain about you doing something so sweet like this.."

There was a slight relief that washed over Gyutaro when you clarified this was fine and he could keep at what he had already started. You could have sworn you even heard him let out a relieved sigh.. it was cute how much dedication he put into you. The mere effort this man put in when just making sure you were comfortable was more than enough to make you fall head over heels in love with him over and over.

Silence filled the room as your lover attempted his best to perfectly braid your hair, or at least in a way he thought was flawless enough to properly display your beautiful. Everything about you was radiant to him, and he hoped he could make you feel as gorgeous as he viewed you.

"Hey (Y/N)?.."

His voice rang out through the quiet atmosphere of your room, instantly catching your attention.

"Mhm?"

You hummed sweetly in response almost instantly, your full attention placed on your lover and his next words.

"Can you pass me your hairband..? I need it to finish up your braid.."

His voice was quiet, almost sheepish as he asked you such a favor. Your heart melted at how flustered Gyutaro got over something as simple as doing your hair. He seemed almost embarrassed; as if he was worried you wouldn't like the finished product.. but he didn't have a thing to worry about. Even if it didn't turn out perfect or it was messy, you could care less. The effort he put into making you happy and doing you such a kind courtesy was more than enough for you.

As you handed back the little hairband Gyutaro couldn't help but smile.. it had a little bow sewn into it. He thought it fit you perfectly, something so simple yet so cute. He delicately tied your hair at the bottom, completing the braid with a proud smile on his face.

"Thank you hunny.."

The mumbles of praise and thanks you gave him nearly sent a shiver down his spine. How could words so simple sound and feel so comforting? He would never know the answer to such questions but yet, he reveled in it."

"Do you like it..?"

Were the words he mumbled as he gently moved the braid over to rest on your shoulder and chest so you could see it properly. He felt silly for being nervous over something as ordinary as a braid but the man couldn't help himself.. even if you constantly reassured him that he was enough for you he never truly felt as if he could be a good partner for someone as perfect as you. The flaws that you had went right over Gyutaros head, blinded to him either by love or his own struggles. He just wanted to be a good boyfriend for you..

Even when braided up your hair was still a bit frizzy, and it always looked bigger after getting brushed out. Gyutaro had done it so neatly.. It really put into perspective how high he held you in his eyes if he put so much effort something as common as doing your hair.

"I love it.. it looks perfect."

A sigh of relief escaped his lips at the clarification you liked the favor he had done for you. He couldn't help but crack a small smile, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you back into his lap.

"M' glad you like it.."

He sounded proud he made you happy, what an endearing thing to notice..

"Love you.."

His chin rested atop your head once more as he mumbled those words he spoke so often to you; yet he meant it with sincerity every time.

"I love you too, Taro.."