Aventurine was sitting on the couch, braiding Argenti's hair, since he had to beg him, considering Argenti likes having his hair perfect, with no one touch it.

Argenti on the other hand, was uttering curses, after curses, considerably mad with Aventurine.

"Ow. Damn, could you be more careful, Aventurine?" Argenti said, with a slightly annoyed tone, as he glared at him.

Aventurine just flashed Argenti his usual smirk, as he kept braiding Argenti's hair. "Then stop moving so much. Easy."