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Started November 05, 2019 by @Rainy_day_artist_classic group

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She pouted but sat up. "I guess. Do you want to help me with my hair?" She smiled now thinking of one of the last times her had tried to curl her hair.

"Sure," he smiled. "Get dressed first though. I'll clean up hear. Also, something that doesn't make you like your going to go on a killing spree. By that, I mean no leather."

She pretended to be offended. "You mean you think I look like a murderer when I wear all black?" She smirked then started out of the room. "Fine, no leather, considering I don't actually own any of my own." She walked out without another word.

He sighed cleaning up the couch and turning off the TV. He walked into the bed room picking out clothes from his dresser. “Almost ready?” He asked while changing.

She walked out with a white dress shirt and some bleached jeans. Her hair was down, and she didn't have makeup on either. "Just need to get makeup and hair done."

He finished getting dressed. “Hair first makeup last,” he walked over to a chair. “Sit. How would you like your hair today?”

She smiled at him, and scrunched it. "Maybe some type of fancy braid. I know you're good at that."

“A French brain it is then,” he took a brush and ran it through her hair until all the knots were out. He started on the braid and slowly braided in to the side so it would be laying on her shoulder.

She hummed softly as he ran his fingers through her hair. "That's nice…~" She cooed.

“I’m glad you feel good,” he chuckled finishing up the braid. He tied a small hair tie around the end. “Finished!”

She ran her hand down the braid, and pulled it over her shoulder. "Thanks honey, I love you." She said standing and turning around.

“Love you too, need any help with makeup. You know you look amazing without it to right?”

She smiled. "You can if you want." She said petting his cheek. "Pick out my colors." She said walking into the bathroom pulling her eye shadow pallet up. She handed it to him and picking up a small bag of lipstick also handing it over.

“Of course,” he smiled picking out colors that would look good with what she was wearing. He made sure to keep his hand steady as he started and finished. “How am I better at this than you…” he mumbled running the brush over her cheeks.

She scoffed. "Rude." She said playfully.

“It’s true though,” he lightly chuckled as he continued to focus. He bit his lip as he finished. “Done, take a look. Do you love it or do you love it?”

She looked in the mirror and was decently impressed. "Pretty good babe, a little heavy on the lip stick though. But I can take care of that." She smirked leaning over kissing his cheek leaving a stain on his cheek:

“I’m going to have a hard time washing this off.” He leaned back against the chair. “I think I am the perfect husband. I can cook, do hair, put makeup on, clean, handle any injuries that don’t involve hospitals, and I make a really neat cuddle partner.”

She smiled at him softly. "You will be- a good father too." She said putting away her makeup. She grabbed some makeup wipes and walked over to him. "Let me clean your face." She said grabbing his chin.

“So rough.” He stood still and let her hands touch his face.

"Sorry honey." She whispered concentrating on wiping his face up. She tossed the wipe and nuzzles his nose. "Alright done."

“Thanks,” Raven pecked her forehead. “Ready to go?”

She nodded and slipped her arm around his waist. "Let's go."

He smiled walking out of the apartment. He walked to Ira’s car. “Would you like to drive or should I?”

"Could you?" She asked departing from him to the passenger side.