You had beautiful curly waves that danced exuberantly, but you often straightened or brushed them out, unwilling to embrace their unique charm in your quest to fit in. Deep down, you saw your curls as a mere inconvenience, an obstacle to the look you believed was more acceptable.

It became a habit of having them straightened, convinced that this would make you blend in better with those around you. Yet, no matter how many times you tried to tame them, your vibrant curls always grew back, resilient and proud, reminding you of the true beauty you were trying to hide.

However, when you began dating Simon, you finally decided to embrace your natural curls. He enthusiastically supported your journey, even going out of his way to buy you products specifically designed to help maintain and enhance your curls.

There was something heartwarming about watching you in the mornings—applying and scrunching your hair with eager anticipation—while he smiled behind the balaclava he stubbornly wore. His encouragement made you feel more confident than ever in your natural beauty.

However, on this particular morning, frustration crept in as you struggled to section your hair just the way you wanted. The curls seemed to have a mind of their own, refusing to cooperate. Sensing your annoyance, Simon stood up from his spot and walked over to you.

With a gentle smile, he offered his assistance, deftly sectioning your hair and even taking the time to scrunch some of your curls for you. His touch was soft and encouraging, and you could feel the warmth of his smile lifting your spirits as you both shared a light moment amidst your morning routine before he spoke.

“You have some insane patience for this, angel..”