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You stretched under the blankets, bonnet halfway off, tryna run away in your sleep, beside you, Jaafar was still half asleep, his own bonnet somehow still sitting perfectly on his head.
You turned your head toward him and smiled.
"Today's wash day."
He opened one eye to look at you.
"...Already?"
You laughed.
"Already, I told you yesterday."
Jaafar groaned dramatically before rolling over to lay his face on your shoulder.
"I don't wanna."
"You say this every single time."
"Because every single time you torture me."
"You literally have curls. You need moisture."
"I need sleep."
"You need shampoo, I know it's crusty under there."
"Five more minutes, Mama."
"You said that twenty minutes ago."
"Did I?"
"You did."
— — — – – – – – –
About thirty minutes later, the bathroom looked exactly like it always did on wash days.
Products lined up across the counter.
Shampoo.
Deep conditioner.
Leave-in conditioner.
Hair masks.
Curl cream.
Mousse.
Hair oil.
Heat protectant.
Wide-tooth combs.
Detangling brushes.
Silk wraps.
Bonnets.
Shower caps.
Spray bottles.
Everything.
"Alright," you rubbed your hands together.
"My turn first."
Jaafar sighed, as if you'd just sentenced him to life in prison, before sitting on the little shower stool.
You gently pushed his bonnet back.
His hair immediately puffed out.
"There he is, my handsome baby."
He smiled.
"You say that every time."
"And I'll keep saying it."
He reached for your waist.
"And you're still the prettiest girl I know."
You smiled, kissing the top of his forehead.
"Flattery ain't gon' get you outta wash day."
"It was worth a shot."
— — — — – – – – –
Warm water ran over his curls as you carefully soaked every strand.
You massaged shampoo into his scalp.
Your fingertips worked in gentle circles across his head.
Jaafar's shoulders immediately relaxed.
"That actually feels nice."
"I know."
"...Babe."
"Hm?"
"Why the water so cold?"
You stared at him.
"...It's literally warm."
"It ain't."
"You so dramatic."
"I'm finna report you."
"You finna report me?"
"Yeah."
"To who?"
"Don't worry about it."
"I'll find somebody."
— — – – – – – – –
After the second shampoo, you rinsed everything clean before working conditioner through his hair.
When you finished, you pulled a shower cap over his head.
"There."
"Now sit."
"I've been sitting."
"Then sit quieter."
He rolled his eyes.
"Yes, ma'am."
— — – – – – –
"Your turn."
You slipped your bonnet off before undoing the four big braids you'd slept in.
Your natural hair fell around your shoulders.
Jaafar literally stopped blinking.
Even after all this time
He still looked at you like he'd never seen anything prettier.
"You know".
"I really love your hair."
"You've seen it a thousand times."
"And?"
"It still amazes me."
"You are such a sap."
"You love it."
"I do."
— — – – – – – – –
His hands were unbelievably gentle.
He wet your hair little by little before working shampoo through your curls.
His fingers massaged your scalp.
You actually closed your eyes.
"Okay."
"I get it now."
"Hm?"
"This feels amazing."
"Told you."
He smiled proudly.
"I know my job."
After your second shampoo, he coated every section with conditioner before twisting your hair up underneath another shower cap.
"There."
"Perfect."
— — – – – – – – –
Once you both finished letting the conditioner sit, you rinsed everything out together before moving into the bedroom.
Jaafar sat behind you while you sat comfortably on the floor between his legs.
He applied leave-in conditioner throughout your curls.
Section by section.
Then came the detangling.
He never rushed.
Never yanked.
Every knot was worked through gently while he quietly apologized whenever he accidentally pulled too hard.
"Sorry."
"You barely pulled it."
"I still felt bad."
You laughed.
"You're too sweet."
When your hair was finally detangled, he coated it with heat protectant before carefully blow-drying every section.
Tomorrow was your appointment for your braids, and he wanted your hair as healthy as possible before you got it done.
— — – – – – – – –
Then it was your turn.
You repeated the exact same process with his hair.
Leave-in.
Detangle.
Heat protectant.
Blow-dry.
The whole time, he just sat there letting you play in his hair.
"I could honestly fall asleep."
"You better not."
"I'm trying."
— – — — — — – – –
Once both of your hairs were finished
Face masks.
You stood together in the bathroom mirror, looking absolutely ridiculous.
Green clay covered both of your faces.
Jaafar pointed at your reflection.
"You kinda look scary."
"You literally look exactly the same."
"Fair point."
After rinsing everything off, you braided your own hair back into four loose braids before slipping your bonnet back on.
Then you turned toward Jaafar.
"Come here."
"My turn?"
"Yep."
His hair wasn't nearly long enough for proper braids.
That didn't stop you.
You somehow managed four tiny little braids sticking in completely different directions.
You stepped back.
"...Perfect."
Jaafar looked in the mirror.
"...Baby."
"Yes?"
"I look insane."
"You look adorable."
Before he could stop you
You had already taken three pictures.
"I'm posting these."
"You better not."
"I absolutely am."
He chased you around the room, laughing while you held your phone to your chest.
— — — – – — — — –
Eventually, both of you gave up.
You ordered dinner.
Layed up together underneath a blanket on the couch.
And put on Captain EO.
The original version, perks of dating a Jackson
Halfway through the movie
Neither of you were actually watching anymore, having seen it only a million times.
Jaafar more than you since he’s been watching it since childhood.
Your head rested against his shoulder.
His fingers traced shapes along your arm.
The food containers on the coffee table.
The TV continued playing in the background as you both just enjoyed the presence of each other.
Eventually
Both of you drifted off to sleep.
Bonnets still on, but not for long.
The same way you wished every day could end.
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Great date last night. After dinner we went to the movies to see Bound. I saw it back in ‘96 on its first run, but the Hot Wife had never seen it in a theatre. Still a great movie that holds up despite its age.
