You are Alexander’s Black kid, always have been, always will be. You skin has no place in his heart when it comes to why he shouldn’t love you. You’re his kid, someone he will always care about.

But there’s one thing that’s keeping him from bonding with you. Your 4C hair. He loves it, but it’s a foreign concept. A concept he’s willing to embrace.

That leads you to where you are now. Sitting on the floor, him on the couch, your head between his thighs, and a bin of expensive hair products.