Dylan POV
********************************************************(Surprise shaaawwwwty 🎉... had to give ma boy a pov yk!)
"Babe," a voices out coming into the room
"Mhmm," I humm eyes closed laying on the bed
"Have you see my concealer,?"
I grunt
Weh dat even be?
"Wah,?" I say rising up
"My concealer babe," she whines
I stare at her blankly. I just asked "wah?" Because mi no know weh it be but she ago ansa and seh the exact thing I heard before
She huffs searching her makeup table
"Where did you last have it,?" I ask she turns around giving me a stink eye
Watchya now
"If I could've find it there I wouldn't have ASKED,!?"
"Sorry,"
She turns around looking once again
Getting up I stretched moving towards the bathroom washing my face I looked in the mirror
Need a re-twist and a line up mi look rough like outta door
Nosah
I look down seeing a light brown looking thing
I read the name on it
Fenty Beauty
Taking it up I walked out
"This,?" I mutter she looks up eyes landing in my hand
Her face lite up
She hugs me
"I would kiss you but I have lipgloss on," she says pulling away taking the thing out my hand
YOU ARE READING
ʙᴀᴅᴍᴀɴ ᴀ ᴍɪ ᴛʏᴘᴇ
Romance𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒎? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚? 𝒚𝒖𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅.