Hey guys! Sorry this was a few hours late, I was studying. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS I AM SO HAPPY YOU GUYS LIKE THIS! I was originally going to make this chapter and the next one thing, but then it would be super long and I have way too much homework to write even more ahead than what is published. Enjoy!
"Adrien, I need to ask you something very important." said Marinette. I gulped, fearing for my life.
"Y-yeah?"
She exhaled deeply and picked up a small electric razor. "How much do you care about the hair on the sides of your head?" NO. SHE COULDN'T. MY FABULOUS HAIR. But if it meant I could go out in public… worth it. When I went back I could just wear a hoodie and then say I got it redone or some of that bullshit the press always eats up.
"Shave it off. I like the style where the top is lots longer but my dad always thought it was too punk looking." I cried internally at my blatant lie so she wouldn't feel bad shaving it. I was going to miss its golden flowiness.
"Now, I won't shave shave it. I will leave some so it looks better when we dye the top blue-"
"DYE WHAT NOW BLUE?" I yelled.
"Look, I was just kidding. Unless you want to get Alya's kool-aid and temporarily dye the ends of the top blue so you look even less like Adrien." She gave me a reassuring smile. Hell yeah I want blue hair. I just don't want it forever.
"Just do whatever so people don't recognize me right off the bat." Her smile made my heart explode and melt at the same time. And then she began her magic. My hair was only an inch long on the sides and all floppy on top, and Marinette is very good at doing hair from the fact that it looked better than most stylists I knew could do. I combed through the top while she ran to the kitchen to grab some kool-aid. About three minutes later, she came back with a cup with super dark blue liquid in it.
"Okay, I need you to take your shirt off because Nino does not have any towels that aren't and fluffy and nice." she said with a small blush. S-she wanted me to take off my shirt in front of her. HELL YEAH.
"Sounds good." I practically threw my shirt off. As soon and it was off and I brushed off a few of the prickly hairs on my back from getting a haircut, I could tell she was blushing. I would be too since I must say, I have a very nice six-pack. I want and sat down on the counter, waiting for her to tell me what to do. "So, what now?"
"I-uh well, um, you can just, take your- uh hair and put it in here for about two minutes," she mumbled while handing me the cup of super dense kool-aid. I took the cup from her hand, but touched her own hand in the process, almost causing her to drop the cup. Leaning back so my head was above the sink, I put my hair in the blue liquid. It felt really weird and warm on my hair, and it smelled strongly of blue raspberry flavouring. Man, Nino was gonna get a blast out of this new style.
"So, how long do I do this?" I asked Marinette. She had turned her back to me and was sweeping up the hair that fell to the floor when I took off my shirt. Her cheeks were still tinged pink.
"When I throw away this hair you can pull it out." she said as she left the room. When she came back thirty seconds later, I pulled out my hair and squeezed out the blue liquid. My wonderful blondness was now blue and blond. But I liked it.
"Tadah~" I said. The little hair on the top of my head was all wet, and not in its best state. "So, can we go to the store now?"
"Let me grab a hair dryer so you don't get water everywhere. And put your shirt back on."
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I am not gonna lie. Adrien has very nice abs. I pulled out the hair dryer and had him kneel on the bathroom floor so I could dry his hair. But Nino did not have the largest bathroom and I soon realized while Adrien was kneeling down, his face was less than a foot away from my stomach. And I am a very ticklish person. He must have realized how close we were as well, because as soon as I got his hair a bit dry, he smile mischievously and started tickling my stomach. But karma soon came back and bit him because my reaction was to bring my arms down very quickly, and I did not take into account I was holding a hair dryer right about his head.
"Shit Marinette. That hurt!" he said as he cradled his head in his arms.
"I AM SO SORRY I DID NOT MEAN TO DO THAT ARE YOU OKAY-" I yelled, but then he just burst out laughing, and I soon joined in.
"I didn't know you were so ticklish." he laughed.
"How is your head feeling?"
"Well, it's gonna be blue in two places." We both started laughing again.
"Now that your hair is dry and your eyes are dry from laughing, let's go to the store." We put on our jackets and headed out the door.
