Booker sat in the chair and tilted his head back, eyeing Joe and eyeing the tools. "Looks like you found everything you needed."
Then he sat forward. He briefly combed his hair with his fingers then settled his hands in his lap. Joe knew what he was doing.
"You know how I like it," he teased with a little smirk. "Go ahead."
Maybe it wasn't smart to taunt the man who was about to cut his hair but Booker couldn't help himself. Half his relationship with Joe was teasing each other.
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Date: 2020-11-30 03:12 pm (UTC)Then he sat forward. He briefly combed his hair with his fingers then settled his hands in his lap. Joe knew what he was doing.
"You know how I like it," he teased with a little smirk. "Go ahead."
Maybe it wasn't smart to taunt the man who was about to cut his hair but Booker couldn't help himself. Half his relationship with Joe was teasing each other.