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Iris smirked a sideways smile and sat down next to him on the bed. "Oh, come on. You don't know me that well, do you?" She teased, trying to tame her still-wet hair. It was normally easy to take care of and didn't need much arranging, but when it was wet it loved to stick up in all the wrong places. |
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He chuckled, sneaking a kiss to her lips when she didn't expect it. "Mm, after the roof i'd say I know you pretty well now." Caden chuckled, seeing how her hair stuck up in every which way. "Man, what is going on up there?" The man teased |
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Iris shot him a playfully dirty look at the kiss and rolled her eyes at his answer. She laughed when he asked about her hair. "It likes to be rebellious when it's wet," she said, successfully pinning down a lock, then frowning when it popped up again. |
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He laughed when her hair did so, reaching a hand out and smoothing it down, the hair staying. Caden looked at her with a puzzled look, chuckling. "So you tell me it's wack, but the second I try it works?" He mused |
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Iris huffed at him defensively. "Well, maybe it just prefers you." Then a mischievous smile came on to her face and she reached over and messed up Caden's hair so it was worse than hers. "There." She said, smiling and satisfied. "Now we're even." |
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"Hey!" He chuckled, grabbing her wrist and pulling her hand out. "Oh come on! I spent an entire two minutes on this," Caden mused |
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"Oh, sorry!" Iris laughed, letting him keep hold of her hand. "I didn't mean to destroy your beautiful work." |
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"It was a masterpiece, now it's just garbage." He teased, chuckling lightly as he fixed it back. His hand found hers again, pulling her close and squeezing her hand once. |
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"You make it look so easy," Iris complained as he fixed his hair quickly. "I guess I can be thankful that mine is fast when it's dry, and only cranky when it's wet." She let him hold her, relaxing in his arms. Then her pocket vibrated. Iris jumped and, realizing it was only her phone, sheepishly took it out and looked at the text she'd recieved, standing and walking a few feet away from Caden. |
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"I mean it is easy? Pretty simple if you ask me," Caden mused, chuckling lightly before keeping her close when she somewhat melted into him. He watched as she jumped, the man curious as to what was on there that she needed to go a meter or two away from. "Who is it?" He asked |
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