"So what do you wanna watch?" "I don't know. Horror movie?" "Lame." "Thats not what you said in the hotel."

"I was a fetus!" "That was eight months ago!"

"If we can't pick something to watch, how about we do something fun." I say while sitting up more on the couch. Y/n now sits up too. "like sleep?" She says with hope in her eyes. "No butthead. Like," I thought for a moment.

Aha! "Like coloring your hair!" I shout with excitement. She had wide eyes, "oh hell nah," she responds.

"Why not? I've colored my hair many times before. I can do it again." I protest. "But you see," y/n said facing me. "If you fuck up." She points to me, "this," She now waves her finger between both of us, "is over." I gulp. "I'm not going to fuck up. Trust me," I laugh.

"What could go wrong?" I thought.

—

*one lazy drive to target later*

"Nope. We are not doing that!" Y/n tried walking away from the isle before I pulled her by her shirt, pulling her closer to me. "But pink will look so good on you!" I whine, still holding on to the little fragment of shirt I had before. "But I don't want to be the Wanda to your Cosmo!" She whispers loudly, "But Halloween would be fun!" I try and make her try the color out. But this bitch will not budge.

"No." She says, "yes" "no" "Yes" I said. Silence. I sigh, "I will pay you twenty dollars to dye your hair this shade of pink." "No!" "you watch," I say walking away to the register, "I'm gonna end up dyeing your hair and your gonna look like pink panther shit you out! I know it!" She rolls her eyes, "that's gross!" She yells to me with a huge smile.

I shake my head and but the box down on the register. "Hi ma'am,"

—

*one very convincing car ride back home*

"If I'm gonna let your ruin my hair by killing it with hot pink, I'm gonna go live." Y/n says sitting down on the kitchen chair we brought into the bathroom. I don't protest and let her open up the Instagram app and hit the live button.

I sigh, maybe saying what I'm gonna do will calm her down. "It's not your whole head. At least not the," I place my hand on her head, "roots"

Y/n nodded and swiped my hand off from her head. I walk over to the sink not to far away from the girl, while she sits back in her chair.

"Wassup!" She says as people start to roll in. Y/n moves the chair closer to them. The phone facing her, being able to see me in the back.

I get ready with my gloves and shit, while y/n talks to her supporters online. "Hey mamas?" I ask her. "Yes hun?" The girl responds. I smile while handing her a bowl, "can you mix this for me?"

She looks down at the bowl for a second before saying "Sure,"

While she does I can smell it from the sink. "Fuck this shit is strong!" She coughs, "Am I gonna get high off of this?"

"Sure," I deadpanned.

"Because I felt like having her here." Y/n answers the question she read out loud. I let out a tiny laugh at 'eyelash'.

Y/n laughed as she handed me the bowl back that was mixed. "We are gonna dye my hair pink, and I might end up killing someone." She says to the viewers. I was about to speak when she read another question,

Y/n looks over to me and nods her head. "Pretty much," I say. I hold the bowl up and ask, "are you sure you want to do this? Because we can't really go back the easy way," I remind the girl sitting in the chair in front of me. "Yeah just get it over with," and with those words I take the brush and start off with one section of her hair.

"Yay" y/n says sarcastically. I shush her before continuing.

"Um?!" I yell, "we just got together, and we are really friends. You guys have no say in something you know nothing about." "And it's not been years. People get busy," I calmed down from my heated statement and work on y/ns hair. "Yeah!" Y/n cut in, "You had no idea what happened and didn't happen between us. And personally I don't want to share that with you. Because it's non or your business." Y/n says sitting back more in her chair, causing me to move a little back too.

I put my hand on her shoulder. Signaling to her to stop moving or I'll miss and get it in her fucking eye.

I laugh at the comments I read and shake my head at the fandom. "They are something." I mumble.

—

*the reveal*

*another time skip because I'm lazy*

"You ready?" I ask. Me and y/n were now back in the same position before. She had a towel over her head, so her and the live couldn't see. I was excited for her reaction because she was gonna look dope, and she's gonna know after the reveal she could pull it off. The hair color of course.

"Ready as I'll ever be," she huffs. I grab the towel and I start painfully slow. Y/n holds her breath and closes her eyes.

I take the towel off in one big rip to reveal her hair looking very hot pink. The live saw it before her cause she's a pussy, and the comments went flying in.

I hold my hands together tight as y/n opens her eyes. Her eyes went wide when she looked in the mirror. "So" "What do you think?" I ask nervously. "No words for how bad ass this looks." She whispers loud enough for me and the drooling fans to hear.

A smile grew on my face at her response. "Knew you'd like it." I mutter. "What was that dickhead?" Y/n turned in her chair. I back up, throwing my hands up in defense. "Nothing" I say.

She smiles as she returns to a regular seating position. "My sister is gonna be so mad,"

*the hair and color*

"What do you mean your sister is going to be mad?" I question the now pink haired girl. "Because she wanted to have pink too." I was surprised that y/n and her sister were still in contact. She didn't really speak about her being kicked out of her parents house, but word gets around.

"Okay guys well I'm gonna go because butthead over here is done with my hair and I actually like it," she smiles "and sorry. No show because she actually did a good job. So no dead Billie." Her smile dropped into a fake sad frown. I hit her shoulder playfully, "I don't want to be dead even if I ripped your hair out of your head!" "At least I'm not the one whose hair is falling out!" she makes a 'oh shit' look as she said that. I knew she was joking but it was true.

"I didn't mean that Billie," y/n says quickly after. "I know," I give her a reassuring smile and pat her head. "It true though," y/n burst out laughing at my confession.

I roll my eyes, "bye guys!" I wave going over to the live and hitting the end button. "Someone's salty they won't have hair by the age of twenty five." Y/n continued on about my hair falling out. "It's just a little bit!" I whine.

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Another chapter for you gays.

Y'all are great, and I want to know, was turkey day a good day?

Because my thanksgiving was alright and I thought it would be worse.

Also I might make a imagine thing like I said previously. But I need to know if I add BxG ones some will read and not let those chapters flop. Because I can definitely, 1o0%, add GxG and BxG in it. I just need to know. Also maybe smut but also maybe not because I get super uncomfortable just thinking about writing it.

Let me know, I read every comment.

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