Theon

You walked up to your boyfriend with a comb in your hands, with the cutest face in the world:

• Comb my hair... just no jokes, please.

He grinned as if you had just given him permission to do the most fun task in the world.

“Lie down,” he said and winked.

You lay down on your stomach on the bed, thrust the comb into his hand and sternly repeated:

• No jokes!

He sat on your butt and started to gently comb your hair, almost carefully. You were already starting to think, “Wow, he really can be normal”…

And then he suddenly started moving sharply.

• I told you! - you squealed, but you were already laughing, and he laughed louder than you.

• Sorry, you're just perfect for this!

You tried to throw him off, but he held on too tightly.