Levi

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 damn well he’d be a massive 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 sheet as he continued whining

“Ow! Ow! Mami that hurts dammit!”

Slay