Seventeen.

Devil POV.

“Mommy, how about I cut my hair?” Elle asks messing with her wet hair over the mirror, I looked at her brown locks, she hardly does anything with them, she could use a hair cut, maybe add some layers.

“I can cut it for you” I say, I knew how to cut hair, I learned how back in my family house, mom used to cut my hair all the time.

“You know how?” she asks looking at me with confusion, I know how to do lots of things.

“Of course, I do” I say pulling her back into the bathroom, I closed the toilet seat and made her sit there, I got my scissors and started to cut a bit from the length. Elle sat quietly watching me work through her locks, I added some layers, something I learned from Brad Mondo on youtube, a girl gets bored sometimes.

“Done,” I say messing with her hair, she looks at herself in the mirror before turning back to me with pleading eyes.

“Can I have bangs?” she asks, I didn’t mind adding bangs to her haircut, I thought they’d go well with her face.

“Sit” I or