(A/N: okay so this fic was written a while back as a way for me to vent and channel my anger about what my *cough* hack* bitch*cough* hairstylist did to me a few months ago. While some of the events of what takes place in this story are heavily exaggerated and aren't exactly the same as what happened to me is still kind of similar, so Armin is basically still me in this story. So with that being said, PLEASE ENJOY THE STORY~!)
Chapter 1: just a clip!
It was just supposed to be a normal trip to the salon for Armin. Just a regular rinse and a trim to clip any split ends off. But oh..how he was sadly mistaken..
Now your probably wondering dear reader..why in the seven hells did he go to a beauty salon for girls and not a regular old barber shop like any other guy? Simple dear reader..Armin had very high maintenance hair. So luxurious and and fabulous infact, that it was very hard to find a suitable barber in his area that knew how to deal with it without ruining it or wanting to chop it off.
Now there were a lot of of things about his cute appearance that he wasn't the most confident about, but his hair was literally his pride and joy!
So his next best alternative was a beauty salon of course! And to tell you the truth he didn't really mind it at all, he LOVED it actually! The women in there were sweet and pretty, and they always treated him and his hair with the love and kindness they both deserved.
He was actually their favorite customer because they loved how he was a guy that wasn't ashamed with walking in there to get dolled up by a bunch of girls! But back to the current situation at hand.
Armin had booked an appointment for a simple rinse and a trim, nothing special. But oh was he sadly mistaken..today as his beautician was blow drying his hair, he decided to put his two cents in.
Eren Jaeger was the only male beautician in the shop. To make things even more awkward, he was gay. A uke to be exact. He wore skin tight leather pants that hugged his ass in all the right places, black leather boots with pink shoe laces on them, and a black snug short sleeved crop top that read in bold pink letters "kawaii in the streets, screamer in the sheets!"
"How about you try something different today?" Eren suggested as he combed out Armin's hair. "D-different?" Armin wondered looking up at Eren now. "But I like my hair as it is!" The coconut declared. "Just what other style would suit me?" He asked.
"Don't worry I got you" Eren smiled whipping out his scissors. Armin's eyes widened in horror at the sharp pink blades. "W-wait! Eren what are yo-"
"Shh relax hun, you're going to walk out of here looking so hot you'll make everyone' s panties wet" Eren declared."including mine.." He winked. "Oh lord.." Armin inwardly groaned.
Before Armin knew it he started watching his honey prince like tresses fall to the floor. Armin was about to shit himself from mortification.
"Oh my god is he getting turned on by this!?" The blonde thought taking a second look at Eren. "Oh my god he is!" The brunette's cheeks looked like they were turning pinker with each snip he was doing.
Five minutes later Eren put the scissors down. "THERE! all done!" He smiled. All of the color drained from Armin's face when Eren gave him the mirror. Instead of his iconic bob cut, he now sported a short messy pixie cut.
"Oh.. m-my.. god..." Armin croaked.
"I know! it's sexy isn't it!?" Eren squealed." Nothing like a little clip to make things better!"
"Little clip..?" Armin trembled. "LITTLE CLIP!?"YOU CUT ALL MY DAMN HAIR OFF AND YOU'RE SAYING IT'S JUST A LITTLE FUCKING CLIP?!" He shrieked. Snatching Eren's scissors, he stalked towards him. "A-Armin..?" Eren squeaked backing away from the coconut.
A black ominous aura surrounded Armin as he stepped dangerously close to the brunette now. "Run bitch..run very fast.."
(A/N: hope you enjoyed the story!)