"Really? I'm glad." He had the courage, then, to turn his strokes into a gentle massage, his fingertips raking carefully against Seimei's scalp and rubbing gently. He liked this side of him - this relaxed, practically purring side - and wanted to watch it for as long as possible. Though it was certainly more than Kaoru's eyes that were lingering.

He leaned a little closer to murmur shyly - "...I like you Seimei. However you choose to wear your hair."