Part 42

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"Hit me and I'm hitting you back" Izaiah says. Kian huffs.

"I wasn't gonna hit you. But my face looks awful. I'm not going"

"Okay"

Kian's mouth pops open then he pouts more making Izaiah chuckle looking at him through the mirror.

"You look fine to me and that's what matter Okay."

"No one likes you anyway" London snickers from her spot on the bed eating snacks.

"Are you getting dressed soon?" Izaiah asked her.

She shrugs.

"The dress looks ugly now"

Izaiah goes over to her and grab her throwing her over his shoulder she yelps.

"I-izaiah! P-put me down!"

Izaiah does once she was in the bathroom.

"I'll shower you if I have to London" he says. She blushes glaring at him. Forest peeks his head out the shower nosily.

"I-I already showered"

"Then I see no problem with you getting dressed right now" he closes the door pointing at the dress behind it.

"It looks absolutely amazing and will be much better on you"

She blushes harder.

"Then get out so I can get dressed" he chuckles but leaves the bathroom closing it behind him.

"Are you gonna braid my hair?" Omari asked.

"Oh me too" Kian says.

"Mhm. Come on" Izaiah sits on his bed.

"I'm first I asked first" Omari said.

"I'm the one hurt I should be first"

"...should be but not gonna be"

"Izaiah" Kian whines.

"Kian go give me my bag"

"Am I first?"

"Now Kian" Kian pouts but goes to the bathroom.

"Knock!" Both London and Forest screams at him.

"..yall about to have sex when we tryna go to Prom"

"No-no we weren't"

"Who would bottom? Okay look carry on"

They glare at him blush staining both their cheeks. Kian laughs grabbing the bag off the sink.

"Whatever. Don't continue then" he closes the door and walks over handing it to Izaiah.

"Who do he go first"

Izaiah ignores him and opens the bag grabbing a comb.

"You wanted yours up and you wanted yours braided right?"

"Yes"

Izaiah grabs a brush.

Kian sits beside him and looks through the bag.

A lot of thumps and banging was heard in the bathroom.

"Deziah!"

"Yes"

"Can you do my makeup pretty please" Forest pokes his head out through the door.

"No! Tell him to let me do it. I promise I won't poke you again" London whines pulling at his arm.

"Deziah! Shes hurting me! You're soft"

"No I'm not! I had messed up"

"See! She doesn't know what she's...Omari you look hot!"

"Thank you" Omari blushes.

"I'll do your makeup" Izaiah says. 

"....can you do mines then because you do it better than me"

"Sure"

They both high five and go back in the bathroom.

Izaiah turns Omari's head tilting his own to see it. He hums and turns it the other way looking.

"Turn around" Omari sits on his knees facing him. Izaiah lifts his head softly brushing his hair.

Omari blush as they make eye contact.

Izaiah leans down capturing his lips with his own. Omari melts into the kiss whimpering when he pulls back. Izaiah smirks licking his lips.

"I'm done" he says. Omari blush and stands up quickly.

Kian takes his spot quickly.  Izaiah pulls his hair back and Kian let's out a moan blushing hard afterwards.

"D-dont do that!"

Izaiah smirks.

"Accident. You sure you want yours braided"

"Yes why?"

'I won't have anything to pull as I fuck you'

"Just making sure" is what Izaiah actually said.

"..actually no put it up. I don't wanna look like my dad hes fucking ugly"

"Okay" Izaiah winks to Omari who turns away quickly.

Izaiah does Kian's hair the same as Omari's but a bit rougher.

"You're doing this on purpose!" Kian whines putting his head forward. Izaiah rolls his eyes.

"No I'm not. Stop moving"

"Ow!"

"Stop moving then"

"I'm not!"

Izaiah knew that. He just liked messing with him.

Izaiah turns his head to see the front.

"Turn around" Kian huffs and turns sitting on his knees. Izaiah lifts his head and hums brushing it softly.

"There" Izaiah pecks his lips.

"You're not dead calm down"

Kian continues to pout and Izaiah tells him go stand up. With a whine he does. Izaiah pulls him closer kissing him roughly. Kian grabs his shoulder submitting to him.

"Better?"

"..no"

"You'll get over it" Izaiah stands up gathering his hair stuff.

"So mean. I have Omari you ass" Kian stands in between Omari's legs and kisses him while staring at Izaiah who rolls his eyes walking away.

He knocks on the door and a thump is heard.

"I told you to put it down! Now look what you did!"

"No I didn't! Don't blame me! Who is it!?"

Izaiah opens the door and they both freeze.

Izaiah's eyes darken as his eyes take over them. They both shiver under his gaze.

"Two Queens" He says walking forward.

"My Queens" they both blush.

Forests had on a Purple blue and pink dress with sparkles and glitter he threw on. And he had a sleeveless Jean jacket.

London had on a pink dress with glitter she had threw on when she was little a few days ago.

London's hair was braided in a crown. Forest was his regular pink fluff.

Izaiah takes both their hands and kisses it softly bowing slightly.

"How do y'all want your makeup?" He soon asks.

"Uhm you pick" Forest says.

"Y-yeah" London agrees.

Izaiah nods and picks up the makeup palette. He looks over them then nods.

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