"Where did you even learn to do this, Lovi?" You asked Lovino, who sat behind you, hands holding your hair.
"Bella taught me, I guess. When I lived with Antonio. She wanted me to do hers." His reply came out muffled, due to the hair tie he held between his teeth. "And don't call me that!"
You chuckled, leaning your head closer to your boyfriend.
When you had invited him over earlier, you definitely hadn't expected this to happen. The two of you had been sitting comfortably on your couch, when you had complained about how your hair kept getting in your face. Lovino, being one of the most irritable people you knew, quickly got annoyed with y