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You’re in your room waiting for Eijirou to come upstairs from the common area.
In the middle of the night you woke up and decided to switch something up about yourself and for some reason, you decided on your hair. Now, changing your hair color is a good thing and it’ll make you more confident with yourself but when you don’t know a thing about actually doing hair besides hairstyles, it’s a bit of a problem.
Asking your boyfriend to dye your hair for you is also another problem when he can barely even manage to do his own. Of course if he did a shit job then Eijirou wouldn’t have even been asked but the way he bleaches the hell out of his hair? It’s very worrying..
You glance down at your phone and groan as you continue to spin in your desk chair. It’s been fifteen minutes since the redhead said he was coming upstairs but when him and everyone else start playing video games, it’s hard to tear anyone away from the couch.
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You wait a couple more minutes and just when you’re about to give up and do this on your own, your door slams open and in the doorway presents itself a panting Eijirou.
“I’m- holy shit… sorry babe! I needed to-”
“-prove Katsuki wrong, I know how this goes.”
He pouts but walks over to you anyway and gives you a small peck.
“You really waited for me to be done?”
“Obviously, I’m not trying to fuck up anything. I already stab my eye multiple times a week trying to do eyeliner, you think I want dye in there too?”
You, Eijirou and literally anyone don’t know how you manage to fuck up your eye makeup so badly in the mornings but hey, Eijirou can be bad at hair and you can be bad at liner.
It’s also a blessing that makeup wipes are a thing so Katsuki doesn’t get on you for being so bad..
You and Eijirou go into your bathroom where you had everything set up, even putting on an old shirt like he told you to do.
You sit down and look at yourself in the mirror and suddenly panic sets in. You love Eijirou, you really really do but what if he fries your hair somehow? What if dye gets all over your forehead and you can’t rinse it off? What if the dye doesn’t even work and you look stupid? What if-
“I know the way I do my hair is kinda crazy but I actually decided to watch videos for you. I promise I won’t mess up and if I do, I give you permission to make me do whatever you want, even if it’s your math homework.”
You snort and shake your head.
“Thought Katsuki was helping you with math?”
“Just because he’s helping doesn’t mean I remember everything every week!”
You finally let out a laugh, lean your head back and kiss him.
“Yeah yeah, let’s just start.. and you promise to not go crazy with getting dye everywhere.”
“On everything I love, I won’t get dye anywhere but your head… and your forehead.”
You roll your eyes but get comfortable in the chair. You go on your phone and look through your playlists to find something you’ll both like.
Eijirou puts on gloves and sets everything out. While he mixes the developer and dye together, his eyebrows furrow a bit.
“Why’d you decide on black? I mean it’ll look amazing on you, don’t get me wrong! Just.. honestly I thought you’d pick something like blue or purple?”
You shrug and look at him in the mirror.
“Guess I’ve just been wanting it for a long time. I was gonna do like an aqua originally and then thought about red but that’s your thing so..”
Eijirou smiles and nods. He tilts your head forward and starts applying the dye to your hair with ease. He’s even being careful like he promised and is already trying to avoid the back of your neck, only putting dye where it’s necessary.
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When all the dye is applied, you finally stand up and stretch when you feel Eijirou clipping your hair on top of your head.
He rolls his eyes at your dramatics and how much you’re faking certain stretches.
“Baby I didn’t even take that long!”
“You could’ve taken five minutes, my back would hurt no matter what!”
Eijirou rolls his eyes again and pulls your upper body up, almost like a cat being held, and stretches you out. You’re both satisfied when you two hear a few popping noises and you let out a breath of relief.
“Thanks babe.. how many minutes with the dye in, like ten?”
“Fourty.”
“Fuck me..”
“I mean-”
“NO!”
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You squeal out of shock when Eijirou has you bend over the bathtub and starts spraying cold water on your head.
“Calm down!!”
“It’s fucking freezing!”
“I can’t help the rules of hair dye, honey.”
You groan and shut your mouth when you feel excess dye run down your face. You’ve seen Eijirou accidentally swallow the gross water mixture before, even getting it in his eyes and nose and while it was funny, seeing him be nauseous for a couple minutes was a bit concerning.
Once all the dye is rinsed out, you immediately sit up and start coughing dramatically, maybe even out performing your stretches.
You let out a deep breath and use the towel next to you to dry your face.
“It felt like I was gonna go blind holy shit.. how the fuck do you do this all the time?”
“Well for starters, I don’t shut my eyes so freaking tight to the point where I can’t see.”
You glare at him and slowly stand up. Your mood perks up though once you see your new hair in the mirror, prompting you to grab your brush and immediately start fixing how messy it looks.
“Sooo… how’d I do?”
“Hmm.. about 8/10. Lost two points for almost drowning me.”
“That was all on you!”
“Yeah yeah fine that was on me.. you did good though and I’d let you help me when my roots come in.”
Eijirou smiles and hugs you from behind. You turn your head to kiss him a few times before continuing to brush out your hair.
“Thank you baby.”
“Anytime.”