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Silly Fights ❤️

"Dinah, that's not how you fold a fucking towel." Lauren rolled her eyes to her girlfriend of two years. "The towels go rolled so that they can fit in that tiny little closet that you insisted that all of your freaking hair products go in."

"Hey! I have a lot of hair!" Dinah defended. "And it doesn't matter how you fold the damn towel, Lauren. It's a towel."

Lauren rolled her eyes and continued to fold the shirt in her hand. "Fine, whatever. I can't wait to see what happens when you go put the towels in the closet."

"Why does it matter how I fold the towel?"

"Because it does!" Lauren argued.

"You're so fucking OCD." Dinah shook her head in amusement while knocking her hips into her girlfriend's.

"I'm not OCD, I just like things a certain way."

"Which means that you're slightly OCD." Dinah smirked.

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

There was a frustrated silence between the two as they continued to fold their laundry. After nearly a minute, Dinah sighed heavily and turned to Lauren. "Okay, show me how you fold the towels. I want them to be right for you." She said sincerely, earning a kiss from the shorter girl.

~XOXO~

"They aren't hurting anyone, DJ." Lauren muttered distractedly, trying to complete her assignment. Getting her Associates Degree with Dinah around was proving to be harder than she thought. Why the hell did she even decide to move in with her girlfriend while they were both in college?

"They are hurting someone, Lo! Me!" Dinah fumed. "I almost tripped over these dumb fucking boots as soon as I walked in the door."

"Well, maybe you should watch where you're going." Lauren replied, still not looking up from her book.

"Really? Watch where I'm going?" Dinah spat. "This is coming from the girl that flipped out because I left my towel on the bed."

"It soaked the entire comforter and the sheets!" Lauren yelled, glaring at Dinah. "Do you think I like coming home from class only to find out that my bed is soaking wet?"

"Do you think I like almost falling to my death?" Dinah countered, the same glare on her face.

Lauren let out a frustrated sigh. "Fine! I'll put my boots in the closet from now on. Happy?"

Dinah gave a satisfied smirk. "Very."

~XOXO~

"Dinah, the toilet paper goes on the roller, not on top of the roller." Lauren demonstrated.

"Does it really matter? I mean, what's the difference?"

"The difference is, when you want to use the toilet paper, you don't have to use both hands. It's just easier."

Dinah shook her head. "No, it's unnecessary to put it on the roller. There really isn't a point."

"HOW IS THERE NO POINT?!" Lauren boomed.

"Calm down, Lauren." Dinah rolled her eyes. "I just think that you're lazy if you can't just pick the damn roll up and take a piece off."

Lauren rolls her eyes and walks out of the bathroom, tired of the conversation already. Dinah was the one person that knew exactly how to get on her last nerves.

The next time she walks into the bathroom, the toilet paper is on the roll.

~XOXO~

"I hate when you do that!" Dinah grimaced as Lauren gargles loudly.

"What?" Lauren asks around her mouth full of mouth wash.

"Do you have to be so loud? I'm pretty sure the deaf lady in 2B can hear you and your fucking mouth noises." The taller girl grumbled. "And God forbid I have class at a later time than you."

Lauren spit the turquoise liquid into the sink. "I don't fucking care. As long as my breath smells like mints, I couldn't care less who the fuck hears me gargle."

Dinah watches as Lauren fills her mouth with more of the liquid before letting out a louder gargle than before. The taller woman deadpanned at her girlfriend before chopping through the air and knocking into Lauren's throat, making the older spit the liquid all over the place. "HA!"

Once Lauren got her coughing under control she glared at the younger woman. "I fucking hate you."

"I love you too." Dinah chirped, pressing a kiss to Lauren's forehead and skipping out of the bathroom.

~XOXO~

"Dinah, where the fuck is my burrito?" Lauren called from the place in the kitchen. The sound of tinfoil could be heard from her living room. "Dinah?" Lauren called in a warning tone.

The sounds of ruffling stopped. "Hmm?"

"Do you have my burrito?" There was only silence, and Lauren took that as her signal to storm out of the kitchen and into the living room. Her eyes landed on her girlfriend who was perched on her couch with the large Chipotle burrito in her gigantic hands. A loud gasp came from Lauren's mouth. "You bitch."

"What? I'm hungry!" Dinah defended, taking a bite of the Mexican goodness.

Lauren rushed over to the couch, hopping over the back end and onto Dinah's body, almost knocking the woman over completely. "Give it back, you asshole!"

"No, finders keepers!" Dinah shouted back, standing off the couch and sprinting into the kitchen leaving her girlfriend sprawled wildly on the couch.

"Ugh, you're so fucking lucky I'm in love with you, or I'd kick your ass!" Lauren called after the taller girl.

"Wuv 'oo foo!" Dinah replied around a mouth full of burrito.

~XOXO~

"DINAH!" Lauren screamed as she was awakened with a bucket full of ice water falling on top of her head.

"ICE BUCKET CHALLENGE, BABE!" The taller girl squealed while throwing the bowl at the emerald eyed girl that was furiously lounging on the bed. When the smaller woman lunged at her girlfriend, the Polynesian slipped out of the room quickly to avoid getting slapped. "LOVE YOU!"

"FUCK YOU!"

~XOXO~

"I told you to be home by midnight, Lauren!" Dinah yelled at the shorter girl as she moved about the room, pulling on her pajamas.

"And? It's only 1:30." Lauren pointed out, slipping her dress over her head. "Mani and I decided that we wanted to get some pancakes at that waffle house down the street."

"I don't fucking care what Mani wanted to do. Do you have any idea how fucking worried I was? I almost called the fucking police, Lauren!"

"I'm fine, Dinah. I'm right here." Lauren muttered. "Now, can we go to bed? Tomorrow's Sunday, and you know that we have studying to do."

Dinah rolled her eyes angrily and grabbed her pillow from the bed. "I'm sleeping on the couch. I cannot deal with you right now."

"Are you fucking kidding me? You actually want to make this into an argument?" Lauren narrowed her eyes.

"Yeah, Lauren! I'm sorry that you don't care that I almost had a heart attack because the woman I love was missing for almost two hours!"

"I was down the street!" Lauren shot back.

Dinah rolled her eyes once more and stormed out into the living room, leaving a fuming Lauren in the bedroom alone.

It wasn't even an hour later that Lauren was slipping into Dinah's arms on their large sofa, immediately attaching their lips to convey her apology. The younger woman's lips moved back against her girlfriend's, showing that she was forgiven.