Your boyfriend Levi, wanted his hair to be braided, but he didn’t know who to go to. So naturally, he went to you. Yet you knew danm well he’d be a big baby about it.

There he was, whining as you brushed through the knots in his curly auburn hair. You worked the comb through his hair tirelessly, as he gripped onto his hair and bed as he continued whining

“Ow! Ow! Mami that hurts Dammit!”