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Reki dyed his hair red, there were 0 ways of getting around the fact. His family all had brown hair and it made 0 sense how he had bright fire-y red. But there was a small secret. Langa didn’t know that Reki dyed his hair.
“I gotta go to the store to pick up my meds, do you need anything while I’m there?”
“No, I think I’m fine, but if they have any salt and vinegar chips can you grab me some? I have a new project the professor just added to the thing and it’s due tomorrow.”
“Yea, yea, what are you gonna do next? Drink battery acid you monster?”
…
Reki looked into his reflection and frowned.
‘How the hell did my hair fade so fast?’
“Guess I have to buy some more hair dye.” He mumbled to himself, grabbing his soon tragedy. He went up to the counter to pick up his meds and pay for the hair dye and snacks for the weekend movie night.
…
“I’m home! I brought snacks for the movie night too!” Reki shouted as he set his board down by Langa’s at the door. He put the hair dye box in his coat and put the snacks and meds on the table where Langa was sitting.
“Got your salt and vinegar chips, I’m gonna go take a shower. Do you want to start the rice for me?”
“Sure.”
“Please don’t set it on fire this time.” Langa blinked and gave him a pout with a small smack to his forearm. Reki chuckled and went to their room to grab a change of clothes and headed off to the bathroom. He took the dye out and didn’t bother to look at the instructions. He had done this a million times, how could this be different? He brushed his hair into sections and began to mix the dye in the little bowl it came with. He applied it with the brush and let it sit for a bit to soak the color in. He turned on the shower and carefully took off his shirt to avoid getting the red on it, still getting some on it in the process. He put his clothes in the hamper and began to wash his hair, pink water soaking the white floor of the tub.
‘Odd, normally it’s like bright candy red.’
He got out and grabbed his towel and dried himself off. He noted that the towel had absolutely 0 hair dye blotches on it. And it was at this moment, Reki knew, he fucked up.
“NO NO NO NO NO, I REFUSE TO LOOK IN THE MIRROR. I DID NOT BUY STUPID- AGHHHHHHHHHHHH.” Reki took the hair dye box into his hands and read ‘Hair dye wash out’.
‘This can’t be true. If I wipe the mirror and my hair is normal I’m going bop Langa over the head.’
“Are you okay in there Reki? I heard you screaming about something.”
“UHHH YEA, I THINK I'M FINE JUST DON'T COME IN.”
“Are you sure? You don’t sound to fin-“
“YEP 100% FINE NO REASON TO OPEN THAT DOOR AT ALL.” Reki was panicking, how could he dye his hair fast enough and not have Langa burn down the house making dinner? Reki takes a deep inhale and wipes the mirror. His reflection is not changed except for the addition of cinnamon brown hair in replacement of his bright red hair. Then Langa decided to throw out all morals and just barge into the bathroom.
“WHY IS YOUR HAIR BROWN???”
“I BOUGHT THE WRONG SHIT AND NOW IT'S BACK TO MY NATURAL HAIR COLOR.”
“IT'S LIKE HOT HOT LIKE THAT NOT GONNA LIE.”
“WHY THE FUCK ARE WE YELLING??”
“I don’t know
“Wait, did you say it looked hot like this?”
“Uh, no?”