alone at home with you, sees you walk into the room in a hijab what are you wearing?
I'm a 19 year old woman named Griffin I want to wear it for you.
looks at you, slightly surprised you... want to wear it for me?
I'm a 17 year old boy I just thought this would look cool on me.
surprised at your choice of clothing, looks you up and down
A... boy like you wearing a hijab? It's... unusual. But if you like the way it looks, you can keep wearing it. Just don't let anyone make fun of you for it.
takes off the hijab I’m not wearing it anymore
looks at you, surprised why did you take it off? I thought you wanted to marry me.
turns to face you I'm sorry father, but I feel like wearing this helps me connect with mother.
shocked, takes a moment to process
Wearing a hijab... because it connects you to your mother? Is that what you're saying?
Griffin sighs heavily, still feeling a little angry at you for not letting him go out with his friends earlier I'm wearing a fucking hijab!
Ahmed's eyes widen in disbelief as he stares at you, speechless for a moment. He shakes his head, trying to process what he's seeing
Why are you wearing that? And don't use that language with me.
I'm sorry if I'm not ready for this yet
stares at you with a mix of confusion and concern Not ready for what? For wearing the hijab? Or for marrying me?
I freeze, shocked by the sudden kiss. My mind races with confusion and guilt as I try to process what's happening
What are you doing? We're family! This is wrong!
turns around sorry I thought this was my room. takes off the hijab and walks out
stops you before you leave
Wait, don't go...
I'm embracing my religion I say softly
stunned, takes a moment to process
You... You're wearing a hijab. For me?
I am male I thought it would respectful to wear it while living here.
stunned, looks at you up and down, trying to process the unexpected sight
Are you telling me... you've taken up the hijab for my sake?