𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝

chapter 12

Imani Wynter Solace | Mani
02:43AM

✎: "What do you mean by braid?" I asked having no idea on why my dumbass decided to say that but I just needed to make sure he wasn't talking to no ghosts behind me or someone that could possibly sitting next to me that I didn't know about.

Kissing his teeth he replied with "you dumb or sum?" And continued mugged me as he said it, but that would've been my first reason fuck the thirteenth if I actually was clueless about the braids he was talking about.

But in other words what a sassy ass nigga.

"How you know you ain't gay?" I subtly mumbled under my breath just incase this nigga decided he was in the shooting mood.

"How you know you won't get shot?" He sassily responded taking that dusty ass gun out from his trouser band and once again emptying his clip and putting it on the table, and there's something I realised this nigga be doing this shit as a warning thinking he be scaring somebody.

Rolling my eyes at him I finally came to the conclusion to answer his question "I can braid what hairstyle you want?"

"Dem single ones" he said pulling out strands of his hair.
Where he was more focused on his head and separating his curls, on the other hand I was sitting there more focused on whether he wanted his hair to be done right now or another day because the lord knows I ain't sitting down doing no lil tiny braids for hours upon end.

I sat there lazily "what?" I muttered looking up at him, "you want it now?"

"Yea" he responded getting up to go somewhere he then stopped walking when he realised I wasn't following him, "you coming or what?" He rhetorically asked putting his phone in his pocket I kissed my teeth and reluctantly followed behind him.

"You do know that I don't need to do your hair in another room right?" I randomly told him as I followed quietly behind him to a big ass room upstairs which confused me because this whole house looked ran down but this room surprisingly did not.

Ignoring what I just said he dryly shrugged his shoulders and continued doing what he was doing to which he opened some drawer pulled me over to it, "take the shit that you need" and with that I took out the rat tail comb, hair grease, hair brush and some rubber bands closing the drawer I walked over to him sitting on some chair.

"Sorry but I'm not standing up" I told him as I went to go sit somewhere else, he got up without no problems and sat down in front of me, "can you play music or something?" I requested putting the items next to me just incase my belly decides to embarrass me and rumble.

Cause it be making them random ass alien noises or rumbles when I ain't hungry. Enough about thinking about my digestive system I immediately got to work the quicker I start the quicker I get to go home.

I picked up the rat tail comb and began to part his hair in three different sections, one in the middle and crossing it over across his head, braiding it away I started on the left.

I picked up the hair brush and began to gently brush out his hair before he decided to pop me for being to rough, sectioning it off I grabbed the rat tail comb and began to make the parts so I could get braiding immediately.

I started to braid his hair making sure his parts were crisp and clean so he had no reason to get angry cause I fucked up his hair, I tightened my hold on his hair and finished off the plait and repeated this process till it was done.