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"Alright. Y'all have fun," you waved at Mikasa and Sasha as they went off to their double date with Jean and Niccolo.
Connie and you decided that he would kick it with you at your house so that the both of you can finally get some alone time in the house. You made sure that the door was locked and walked over to your kitchen table to clean up any mess that was left behind after the meeting.
Before you even got the chance to pick up an empty soda can, Connie swiped it, along with the other trash on the table. "Go sit down. Let me do it."
Connie, as you probably can see by now, is a very thoughtful person. Between, work, babysitting Marcus yesterday, and NOW organizing a fundraiser, he knew you had to be exhausted. Your life wasn't always fun and games and beach trips and he knew that. This was definitely a healthy refresher from Jay.
"Connie it's just the kitchen. I'll be done quick."
"No."
"But can I just-"
"No."
"Trippin'" you said under your breath while you tried to sneak your way over to the sink to grab one of the rags for cleaning off the table. As if this man was the same Spiderman on his wallet, he magically managed to swiftly swipe you and throw you over his shoulder right before you got the chance to get it.
"Just relax, girl. Let me take care of you tonight." He sat you onto the couch and you decided that he wasn't going to stop unless you cooperated.
He headed back over to the kitchen area and cleaned up what was left. He even did a few things like, sweeping, cleaning off the countertops, and doing the few dishes that were in the sink. When he was done he clapped his hands together and went back to get you from the couch. He picked you up, bridal style and started to take you up to your room.
"What are you doing ?" you raised your eyebrow in skepticism.
"You'll see. Just hush." Connie continued to make his way to your bedroom. When he did, he went inside and put you down at your desk. Without saying anything, he briefly left you there to go grab a few hair supplies you had in a bin under your sink. "Okay, dear turn around for me."
You did what he said, laughing all the while, and turned around facing the mirror in front of you. "Okay so what are we feeling today ? Curl, press ? Actually, lets do a slick bun. I'm good at those." Before he even was able to part your hair, you grabbed his wrist.
