Jessica sat in Indian style on the carpet amidst a half tangled mass of hair. Her head tilted as another braid came untangled.
Jessica's eyes emotionlessly watched the television;
The view was hindered as another lock unfurled; dangling between her eyes like a black widow looming toward her prey.
"Baby, are you mad with me? You haven't said a word since we made love." Dane set down the brush and sat before Jessica . "Please baby...okay if it really upsets you that much, you don't have to wear the dress. I guess it was selfish of me to--"
Jessica sat up wrapping her arms against Dane, breasts mashing together as they touched lips in sincerest tranquillity. Against the weight of Dane, Jessica descended onto the carpet. Her arms fell lifelessly, letting Dane tenderly brush the loose hairs from her face.
That smile, so endearing in her most sensitive of situations. It blanked Jessica in the comfort of femininity, without resorting to even its most basic necessities. She knew this favor was important to Dane, and it would be returned tenfold in a heartbeat.
A simple article of clothing brought Jessica such anxiety. Her face grew sullen at its mere mention. It so callously defeated her very purpose as an individual. Jessica felt a deep betrayal within her heart, but as she looked past the puffy breasts to Dane's eyes tearing in distraught, it was Jessica who felt selfish.
"I love you so much," Jessica whispered, feeling the bitter softness caress her character once more.
"What was that for?" Dane asked, wiping her crystalline tears. A droplet landed upon the golden nameplate of her chain, 'Dane & Jessica '.
Jessica sat up as Dane moved back, continually drying her eyes. "I'm sorry. I know this means a lot to you, and I'm just tripping over some dumb shit. I don't like dresses and nothing's going to change that.
But you're more important than any piece of fabric. I can't put my pride before my girl. I see too many cats pull that shit and end up ass out. You've put up with a lot of shit from me, and I took a lot of yours.
We work like that, and I love my D. I mean, I can't say I'm feeling that dress too much. As long as your mom's cool people, it can't be that bad. Besides you promised to bring those shorts, showing off them thick thighs." Jessica reminded, blowing a kiss toward Dane's lower half.
Dane securely hugged Jessica , crying into her shoulder. She tightly shut her eyes sobbing heavily in relief.
"Jessica , I don't want you to ever think I'm trying to change you. I know who you are, that's who I fell in love with. Your braids are beautiful, your baggy clothes are beautiful, and most of all your heart is beautiful, it's what I truly love about you.
I'm proud to hold your hand when we're in public, you know that. I love kissing you during our dates, and going down on you at the movies. Jessica you have nothing to apologize for. It's me who should apologize.
You know what? If my mother can't see you as I do, then fuck it. She'll have to accept my Jessica just the way she is, a beautiful strong witty woman who owns my heart. I'm sorry baby, I had forgotten what was really important to me," Dane admitted, drying her remerging tears.
"I guess you could call this a double epiphany," Jemma softly suggested.
"Wow, it sounds weird when you speak so proper," Dane said in astonishment.
"How I talk doesn't define me, it's just a habit from the environment I grew up in. It just comes out whenever I open my mouth, for better or for worse. But I'll wear the dress...I want to.
I'm not doing it for you; I'm doing it to prove to myself it's just a piece of material.
Now let's finish my hair, this afro puff is looking too crazy for me," Jessica laughed.
Dane kissed her on the cheek and both resumed their previous positions.
"You know this reminds me of when I was a kid. I used to sit watching cartoons, and my mom would do my hair," Jessica reminisced.
"Yeah but I seriously doubt you were naked when she did it," Dane grinned.
"Please, she would've whooped my ass if I walked around the house naked. But it's not like I need clothes with you anyway. Besides after that workout you gave me, I didn't feel like getting dressed just to get my braids out," Jessica reminded.
"That's a good point and it was amazing as always. I'm still feeling a little numb...naughty girl," Dane agreed with emphasis on the common after effect.
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Friendship to Lovers!
Fanfiction"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage." "There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness."
