[The hands in his hair soothes him, letting him sink into the mattress a little further, craning his head down a bit as he reaches to smooth his hair down and tuck it under her chin and trapping it against her chest so it doesn't bother her. That elicits a laugh from him, knowing his hair has always been a little wild if he does nothing to tame it.]
I'll get it cut later, [he says, with no intention of taking care of it anytime soon.]
Besides, I think you like playing with it...
[And how can she do that if he cuts it shorter? Maybe he'll grow it out really long instead.]
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I'll get it cut later, [he says, with no intention of taking care of it anytime soon.]
Besides, I think you like playing with it...
[And how can she do that if he cuts it shorter? Maybe he'll grow it out really long instead.]