IVY'S POV
*i already showered this morning and now i'm in a pair of sweats with a cropped shirt while i blow dry my hair. joey walks in and takes my blow dryer out of my hand. i look at him and he smiles cheekily as he starts blowing drying my hair. i smile big and watch him as he does it in layers.*
ivy- since when did you learn how to blow dry hair?
joey- since i had to do sophia's if my mom had to go to work early in the morning
*my bottom lip pops out while i look at him in the mirror. he kisses my shoulder and blow dries the last layer of my hair. he turns it off and i turn towards him. he smiles and kisses me softly. i kiss back and rest my hands on his face. he pecks my lips a few times after pulling away and i giggle, throwing my head back.*
joey- you're so cute princess
ivy- thank you my love
joey- how are you going to do your hair for graduation?
ivy- i'm going to curl it and have two small braids on the top of my head
joey- you're going to look so good baby
ivy- i don't think anyone can beat how good you looked at your graduation
joey- you're the only person that can beat me at that
ivy- finee i guess you can win
*i smile and he chuckles while resting his hand on my waist.*
joey- are you going to wear makeup?
ivy- i might just put on a little concealer, simple eyeshadow, and mascara. i might fill in my eyebrows a little bit
joey- hmph i don't like that
ivy- it won't be a lot i'll look the same baby, i promise. i don't like makeup that much either remember?
joey- yeah you're right. can i see what dress you're going to wear?
ivy- no you have to wait just like your family but i'll let you see first
joey- wooooo
*i giggle and heat up my curling iron. he sits on the other side of the counter and i start curling the first layer of my hair. joey watches me and i blush from getting nervous. he smiles and rubs my arm.*
joey- why are you blushing baby? i didn't do anything
ivy- you were looking at me, i got nervous
joey- awe you still get nervous around me?
ivy- yes and i probably always will
*he pops his bottom lip out and i giggle, taking down another layer of my hair. he plays a game on his phone while i finish my hair and 20 minutes later, i finally finish curling the last strand. i unplug my curling iron and look at myself in the mirror. joey puts his phone down and gets off the counter, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.*
joey- you look like a princess baby
ivy- do i really?
