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ur pov:
you sigh as stand in front of the mirror, brushing the knots out of your hair. Your eyes droop as you think about the lack of sleep you have had.
"Someone's tired." You hear behind you, followed by a laugh.
"Hey, asshole it's not my fault someone wanted to watch movies all night and was too much of a pussy to watch them on their own." I giggle twisting your neck to face Ian, your boyfriend. You both smile at each other and you turn to face your reflection in the mirror again.
You watch Ian in the mirror as he walks towards you, standing behind your body and gently taking your brush from your grip.
"Do you even know what the fuck you're doing?" You ask as you stare at the concentration in his reflected face.
"Yes, I mean I've watched Fiona do her hair." He shyly says and you smile.
Every once in a while he mutters sorry if he slightly tugs on your hair which didn't even hurt and you replied with "it's okay" and a giggle.
You watch his finger braid your hair, a messy ass braid at that. But you let him off because it is his first time doing a girl's hair.
"Hell yeah, I did it!" He explains holding the end of your braid and bringing it over your shoulder.
"Thanks babe, It's great." you kiss his cheek laughing at the fact that it's the most shittiest braid you've ever seen.
"you missed." He pouts and you kiss his lips. "Maybe I should braid your hair more often, maybe when we go to work at the Kash-and-grab tomorrow." He smiles and you almost think he's joking until his face doesn't change.
"Sure!" You say sarcastically, you laugh.
"Hey, it isn't that bad!" He playfully slaps your arm.
"No, I guess not, thank you." You kiss his nose and pouted lips.
it was fucking horrible but you weren't gonna tell him that...
