She’s My Type

At Lancaster Ancestral Mansion

Rock sat outside, enjoying the cool autumn breeze, while Ben carefully shaved the remaining hairs on his head. He had finally decided to go through with it, tired of noticing the gradual thinning and hair loss. It was better to embrace the change before his sons pointed it out.

"What the—?!" William's voice broke through the quiet as he walked up, fresh from the pool, his eyes wide with shock. "Dad! What are you doing?!"

Rock glanced up calmly, then scolded, "Watch your language, son."

William quickly apologized but still looked baffled. "Seriously, why are you shaving your head?"

Rock grinned at him. "Well, I was losing hair, and I figured it was better to shave it all off before you boys started teasing me. Don't I look younger, more handsome, and manly? Just like when I first joined the military?"