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Klaus sang along to the song playing in the shop as he flicked through a magazine. Right now he was obsessed with Indie soft songs, so that's all he'd been playing on the playlist in the shop. He was one of the apprentice hairdressers. He tried his best, he thought he was getting quite good at it.
He enjoyed working with everyone that was there. All the girls were so nice, and he really liked talking to them about all the men that came in and out of here. That was one of his favourite pastimes. He was the gay BFF of everyone there.
He looked up as a man came into the shop dressed in... basically just leather. Or was it spandex? Whatever it was, it looked amazing on him. He looked fucking sexy. So, of course Klaus got up to go and see what the man wanted.
"How can I help you?" Klaus flashed the man a smile as he moved to stand behind the front desk.
"Was wondering if there was any space for a cut?" The man replied, he seemed quite.. grumpy? No, that wasn't it. He was just trying to act cool.
"I'll have a quick look." Klaus hummed, looking down at the diary, searching through everyones schedules. They were quite busy, but he supposed he had cut guys hair multiple times. He could probably be trusted. "Let me just go speak to the head gal." He walked off, finding Lee.
"What's he wanting, Klaus?" She asked, not looking up from her clients hair.
"Wants a cut, I was thinking I could do it as everyone else's schedules are quite busy, and there's a free chair?" He suggested, hopefully. He wanted to hopefully get to chat to this guy more, he seemed interesting.
"Sure, if you think you can handle it." Lee smiled briefly at him before focusing again.
Klaus grinned, skipping back over to the man. "I can take you, what's your name so I can mark it in the book?" He questioned.
"Diego." The man replied, raising an eyebrow slightly at how flamboyant Klaus was. But he wasn't put off by it.
Klaus scribbled it down in his very small section of the diary. "Cool, follow me." He led Diego over to the spare chair and pulled it out. He grabbed a gown off the hangers and carefully put it on him once he had sat down. "So, what you wanting done?" He asked.
"Got a picture." Diego mumbled, pulling out his phone and searching through the apps till he found the picture he needed. "This?" He showed Klaus.
Klaus scanned the picture quickly. "Sure thing, honey." He smiled. "Can do that no problem." All Diego wanted was a short back and sides with a spiky kind of style on top. No issue at all.
Diego nodded and sat back, waiting. Klaus walked off to grab the utensils he needed to cut Diego's hair. He set it up at the station, "Need to wash your hair, so if you'll just come to the basin for me."
Diego stood up, wincing slightly before he followed Klaus to the basin. Klaus got him sat down and got him to tilt his head back. Thank god, Diego closed his eyes. It was awkward when they kept them open.
Klaus got to work washing Diego's hair. He soaked it before beginning to shampoo. He made sure to use his massaging skills on his head. He found this man very attractive and the more he looked at him and studied his face, the more he wanted him.
He could tell Diego was enjoying the head massage, his mouth was curved up slightly but he also looked very relaxed. It wasn't long before Klaus had finished washing and conditioning his hair. He did a quick last rinse off. "All done." He hummed.
Diego sat up at that moment, Klaus grabbed a towel and towel dried his hair a little. "Come on, back to the seat, sweetie." Klaus couldn't help the pet names. He was just too hot.
Diego hummed a little, "You like pet names." He told Klaus as he walked back over. Sitting down as soon as he got back to the seat.
"I sure do. You'll get plenty of them, sugar." Klaus teased, grinning to himself. "I'll get started on that cut now."
Diego just laughed at the comment, getting comfortable on the seat. "How come you're working here then?" He questioned.
Klaus smiled, glad that Diego had seemed to open up now. "Well, I always liked the idea of being able to help make people feel better. So, coming to get your hair done can really help to cheer people up. Plus, I like the gossip." He admitted with a small giggle. He picked up the scissors and comb, beginning to trim the tips.
"Fair, fair. I hope you're good." Diego teased.
"Don't worry honey, I'm the apprentice." Klaus told him, enjoying the way Diego seemed to freeze up for a moment. "But, I have had plenty practice with doing guys hair, so really. Don't worry, you're in good hands."
Diego let out a breath, "Good, I don't think I could go to the force with my hair a mess."
"The force? What's your job?" Klaus hummed, getting more interested now.
"I'm a cop." Diego smirked, "That alright with you, sweetheart?"
Klaus nodded, still focusing on what he was doing even though he was talking. "Definitely, I've always liked a man in uniform." He was so glad he'd decided to get clean when he was younger, no more drugs for him. Not even weed. All he'd do was drink, and that was it. He was only 21 though.
Diego let out a laugh, "Well, maybe you'll see me sometime, working."
Klaus just shook his head, "Well, hopefully not, because that would mean I'm probably in trouble." He was smiling though. He put the scissors down.
"Not much of a troublemaker then?"
"Why do I feel like I'm being interrogated?" Klaus retorted, cheekily. He picked up the hairdryer, his hair was almost dry but it could do with a quick blast.
"I can do much better interrogating than this." Diego hummed, eying the hairdryer Klaus was holding.
"Not sure I'd like to experience it, I bet you're scary." Klaus giggled under his breath, "Let me just give your hair a quick blast." He turned the hair dryer on, giving Diego's hair a once over, making sure it was almost dry. It didn't take long, short hair was so much easier than long. His own hair was painful to try and work with.
"I try my best to be scary, that's how you do it properly." Diego informed Klaus with a cheeky wink after he'd turned the hairdryer off.
"Well, maybe I'd enjoy you being scary in a different context." Klaus purred, leaning over to grab the electric razor. He began to shave close on Diego's sides, trying to give a fade, but not a very obvious one. Just subtle.
"Could see about trying that out sometime then." He smirked, watching the hairdresser through the mirror in front of them both.
Klaus could feel his cheeks heating up a little, but he attempted to will it away. Shaving was a quick job, so he was done in seconds. He stood up, looking over his work. It looked good, really good. Probably best he'd done so far. "Would like that, but can I take a photo of your hair for my folio?"
"Sure thing, sugar." Diego returned the pet name Klaus had used earlier. He shifted a little till he was sitting up a bit straighter.
Klaus grinned, "Thanks, honey." He pulled his phone out his jean pocket. Honestly it was a surprise that he managed to get anything into the pockets of these jeans- they were very tight. He paused for a moment, "Want me to gel your hair a bit, or do you like it how it is?"
"Gel would be good." Diego responded after a moment. He might as well take as much of Klaus's time up as he could.
Klaus put his phone down on the table, "Okay, two secs." He walked to the cupboard, fishing out some of the good stuff before he returned to the spandex-clad man in his chair. He ran his fingers through Diego's hair, coating it in some gel to get it to sit nicely.
"How'd you like this?" Klaus hummed, admiring his work, again. Or more admiring the very attractive cop in his chair.
"Perfect." Diego smiled, flashing his teeth at Klaus. He really was happy with the job Klaus had done.
"Great! Let me just take a photo." Klaus wiped his hands on the little hand-towel attached to his little apron he had to wear around his waist. He picked up his phone again and snapped a few pictures. "All done, honey." He took the gown off of Diego, hanging it back up.
Diego followed Klaus over to the front desk, and Klaus could feel his eyes on his ass so he just swayed his hips a little more than he usually did as he walked.
"That'll be.. $25." Klaus smiled, tilting his head as he waited on Diego fishing some money out his pockets.
Diego handed the money over, letting his fingers linger on Klaus's hand. "Thanks so much." He smiled sweetly at the boy who'd done such a good job on his hair. "Check your phone by the way, I think you got a text." He winked before walking out the door.
Klaus watched him go, letting out a wistful sigh. "Fuck." He mumbled, his shift was almost up. That had been quite intense, and he was pretty sure Diego was into him too, if the flirting was anything to go by.
He pulled his phone out his pocket again, going to the texts, seeing a text from a new number. He opened it, a grin spreading across his cheeks as he read it.
'Meet me for coffee tomorrow at 10 am, shop on the corner of the street. - a very interested cop'
"Looks like I've got a date." Klaus laughed, saving Diego's number to his phone. He was excited to meet up with him tomorrow, maybe they could see where this went. If it was just lust or something else.