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Saps had always loved Flux’s hair. A glossy black, it was always impeccably styled yet looked effortless. Not to mention the insufferably adorable things he did with it without even thinking about it, unconscious gestures that Saps knew by heart. Like how Flux wanted to seem nonchalant in a conversation he cared about, he ran his fingers through one side of his hair and smoothly tucked it behind an ear. Or when he was frustrated with a particularly annoying chemistry problem or math equation, he would lean back in his chair and thread the fingers on both hands through it, making the soft waves stick up in the air.
Of course, Flux’s hair had other special moments. Like when Saps had his hand tangled in it while he pushed the other man against a wall, tugging just hard enough to make Flux gasp and give Saps access to deepen a kiss. Or when he brought his fingers to the nape of Flux’s neck and caressed the baby hairs there just the way he liked- the way that made him melt into Saps’ arms and get so flustered he couldn’t get words out. Or when Flux would lay on his lap and let him run his fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp and twirling strands around a finger. Flux pretended not to care about that sort of casual touch, but would let out a little whine if he stopped, so Saps knew he secretly liked it.
~~~
Flux was nervous. He’d been scrolling Pinterest- can a man not be aesthetic- and the algorithm gods had decided that between endless ads and AI generated garbage, apparently Flux’s current vibe was hair dye. Now, he had always been a little alt, with great style if he did say so himself, but had never gone as far as changing his hair from its classic raven black. It’s not a novel concept, he’d helped Cynikka and Cass with their matching money pieces a couple months ago- silver for Cyn and a light pink for Cass. But Pinterest had decided that he really needed to see dyed tips today, and he’d be lying if he wasn’t seriously considering it. Closing the app, he opened his texts with Saps and pasted a link.
Saparata <33
(8:43 PM)
Take a look! 📌
thearchitect (NotFluxion) sent you a Pin!
pin.it
What would you think if I dyed my hair purple?
(8:45 PM)
ooooo that’s cool
you know i think you look hot with anything
you do love purple
Flux felt his cheeks warm at the compliment, but didn't acknowledge it.
(8:45 PM)
I do like purple, this is true. I’d just worry it would clash or something.
(8:46 PM)
all your clothes are black and purple babe
itd match great
Flux bit the inside of his lip and typed without thinking.
(8:47 PM)
I want to be pretty for you.
Saps’ three dots appeared and disappeared four times before he finally responded.
(8:49 PM)
you
are you kidding
ypu’re so fucking gorgeous
like
what
Flux blushed even more and had to stop himself from covering his face and hiding from his phone screen.
(8:50 PM)
what are you talking about pretty for me
youre literally the most prettiest person ever to exist
(8:50 PM)
Shush
(8:50 PM)
never
youre beautiful and youre mine
(8:51 PM)
Well, maybe I’ll experiment with some hair dye this weekend then.
(8:52 PM)
cant wait to see it
So that’s how Flux found himself in the bathroom of his apartment that Sunday, Cynnika fussing around his head like a stylist wasp and Thomas taking up valuable counter space.
“You know, if you sit on the counter like that there is a high likelihood of permanently staining what I know for a fact to be your favorite jeans, right?” Flux commented dryly, earning a half hearted eyeroll from his best friend. At least it prompted him to get off the counter so they had space to put all the materials.
“Alright Flux, let’s get started.” Cynikka said, her grin visible from Flux’s vantage point facing the mirror. Thomas watched from the sidelines and provided entertainment and commentary as the process commenced.
It looked good. It looked really good. The actual hair cut was minimal, only trimming the ends and adding endless layers. The real difference was the soft deep purple that the ends of his hair now faded into. It looked as if they had been artfully dipped in the darkest of purple calligraphy ink. Cynikka was taking pictures in a full 360, not to show Flux, but to send to her friends since she was so proud of herself. Flux buried his fingers in the soft strands and fluffed the layers, admiring the glossiness and the style.
Saparata <33
(7:23 PM)
Hair turned out well.
(7:25 PM)
yippeeeee!!
do i get to see????
(7:25 PM)
Mm not yet. Pick me up after ochem tomorrow?
(7:26)
ill be there ;)
Since his only class was an organic chemistry lecture on Monday, Flux decided he would dress up. Usually he was a research assistant in a lab in the afternoons, for which it was necessary to wear a toned down style. On Mondays, though, Flux could go all out.. or wear Saps’ oversized hoodies. Whatever he felt like that morning.
Today, he selected a black button up and sleek black slacks that had a lace cutout on the sides, paired with a belt, heeled ankle boots, and a large amount of silver chains. He added purple stud earrings and a necklace with a purple gem on it. The finishing touch was a touch of purple eyeshadow and smoky eyeliner. Looking in the mirror, Flux had to admit that it was a good look on him, and left the apartment with no shortage of whistles from his roommates Thomas and Snowbird.
~~~
Getting out of another monotonous marketing lecture—seriously, why was he willingly majoring in finance—Saps started speedwalking to get across campus to the life sciences building. He knew he wouldn’t be late to catch Flux, his class didn’t end until 10 to the hour and Saps knew exactly what door to wait by. Still, the excitement of seeing his boyfriend made him speed up his long strides until he reached his destination. Finally, students started leaving the building and Saps kept his eyes peeled for a familiar face. And there! Shiny black hair, and- Saparata’s brain short circuited.
There was Flux, wearing a button up that fit his slight frame perfectly. Beautiful strands of black fading into a soft purple framed his perfect face. He was wearing a necklace Saps had given him for one of their month anniversaries- something Flux had insisted wasn’t necessary but Saps delighted in celebrating anyways, even after dating for the better part of two years. The top was cut such that it perfectly framed Flux’s beautiful collarbones, and his striking amethyst eyes were made even more stunning by the afternoon sun highlighting the subtle eyeshadow. Saps had no words and could only stare in awe as Flux caught his eyes and confidently approached him, the heeled boots making his usual walk punctuated with extra sass and a satisfying click with each step. He raised an eyebrow and smirked at Saparata’s starstruck expression, and Saps was unable not to notice that despite Flux’s extra height from the choice of footwear, he was still shorter than Saps as he came to stand in front of him.
“So, do you like it?” Flux reached up to ruffle his new hair.
“I- yeah. Yes.” He nodded, eyes still wide. “Yes.”
Flux’s smile widened, which did not help the malfunctioning of Saparata’s brain occurring in that moment.
“C’mon, idiot. Are we going to your place?” Flux shifted his weight to lean mostly on one foot and put a hand on his hip.
Saps felt as though it was suddenly unbearable not to be in physical contact with the other boy, and reached out to wrap an arm around Flux’s waist and pull him flush against his side. Flux let out a little squeak but made little move to wriggle out of the sudden affection.
“You are so beautiful I can’t stand it,” Saps whispered urgently. Flustered, Flux started moving toward where Saps always parked his car, making Saps have to adjust his arm to be resting on the small of his back as they walked. He tried to shake himself out of whatever trance had overtaken him, and asked the obligatory good boyfriend questions of how Flux’s lecture had been, making sure to recall specifics about the professor and the current assignments so Flux knew he was invested in his life. Flux huffed adorably and started into a ramble about how his classmates asked the dumbest questions, and Saps was just glad to hear his voice.
~~~
Getting to Saps’ apartment, Flux was still riding the high of his boyfriend’s reaction to his outfit. Saps was never one to be sparse with his compliments, and Flux knew that he thought he was attractive. But it was still fun to elicit a reaction from him, see his pale cheeks turn an alluring shade of pink or catch him staring with wide eyes. Given that today had proven successful thus far, Flux decided to push it a bit further.
Perching next to him on the couch where Saps had sat down and was checking his phone, Flux unceremoniously crossed his legs up on Saps’ lap to get his attention. Leaning back a tad, he propped himself up with one hand and with the other ruffled his newly styled hair in a way he hoped would remind Saps how much he liked to see it a complete mess.
“Do you need something?” Saps asked half teasingly, since he knew Flux well enough to know that this was a clear bid for attention.
“Mm, I don’t know. Seems like you might be busy.” He deliberately reached now to the collar of the button up, sliding lithe fingers along flawless skin and absentmindedly playing with the necklace that rested in the hollow between his collarbones. Saps didn’t miss the movement, his eyes tracking Flux’s hand and flitting back up to his shimmering eyes. Tossing his phone to the side, Saps matched Flux’s ruse of nonchalance and leaned back into the couch cushion.
“Well, I may be able to make a bit of time. Especially for you.” His eyes met Flux’s again with a twinkle at the last sentence and searched for intent resting there.
“Just a bit?” Flux joked, pouting. He was getting exactly what he wanted.
Moving closer, Saps took Flux’s chin in his warm hand, sending a shiver down his spine as he looked up at the man through newly purple bangs.
“All the time you want, sweetheart,” and then Saps was kissing him, steady and soft. The hand on his face cupped his jaw and tilted his head to deepen the kiss. Suddenly desperate, Flux shifted to be more fully on Saps’ lap, kissing back harder and wrapping his arms around his neck.
Saps finally tangled his hand into his hair, and his other arm came to hold him securely around the waist. Flux was unable not to make a noise when Saps broke their kiss to trail his lips down to the underside of his jaw and to his neck, using the hand in his hair to guide his head to the side, granting him access to more skin.
“Good?” He asked, lips still pressed to his neck.
Flux nodded, confirming with a breathy yes, and could only ask for, “More.”
Saps did not need to be told twice, and turned slightly so Flux’s head could be supported by the couch, moving his hand from Flux’s hair to the back of his neck. Starting softly, Flux felt warm fingers caress the nape of his neck in the way that made him feel like his brain was a chocolate bar left in the sun. The kisses resumed, now pressing harder into his skin, and Flux unconsciously tilted his neck more to press into them.
Bite me, Flux thinks. He wants to feel Saps’ teeth graze his neck and bite hard enough that it stings in the best way.
Please, kiss me harder, make it so I can’t think, so there is only you.
“..please,” is the weak plea that Flux manages, and Saps stills his fingers rubbing the back of his neck and the kisses melting Flux’s mind, pulling away to look at him. A whine came from the back of Flux’s throat at the contact stopping– this was not what he wanted.
“Yes? Please what, darling?”
Flux flushed deeper at the pet name and fought for the composure to answer coherently.
“Please..” Want swirled in his chest and he wished not for the first time that Saps could read his mind so in scenarios just like this one, when Flux was too flustered to speak.
Saps’ fingers were absentmindedly tracing swirls on the back of Flux’s neck and his attention narrowed to the contact, the faintest touch making his head spin and increasing the desire for more affection.
He knew Saps knew exactly what he liked, where to kiss to make flux melt further into his arms and how to rub his neck to make him arch his back and whine. Sometimes Flux felt bad- was Saps really getting as much enjoyment from making him fall apart as Flux got? But Saps assured him that making Flux feel good made him feel good, so he knew that the intensity in Saps’ voice when he said, “Use your words, Flux” came from Saps wanting to touch Flux as much as Flux wanted to be touched, loving that he had this effect on the other man. “Do you want harder?” He murmured with lips ghosting over the shell of Flux’s ear.
Flux made a desperate sound and could only manage a, “Yes, please.”
Saps’ fingers pressed into his neck again, harder this time, and hit a spot that made Flux’s mind go blank. Saps lips returned to his neck, now parting his lips to graze teeth against soft skin. Flux could faintly feel his pulse under Saps’ lips going rabbit quick and let out a sudden exclamation when Saps bit down under his jaw, barely holding back another whimper as he sucked lightly on the same spot.
“You’re so good, Flux. So good for me.” His hand tightened on Flux’s waist, holding him steady as Flux squirmed from the praise. “So delicious. So gorgeous.”
“Yours,” Flux whispered, head spinning.
Saps hummed. “Mine,” And he sunk his teeth into the junction between Flux’s neck and collarbone. Flux bit back a louder cry, breathing ragged and irregular, and Saps lifted his head to meet his eyes, pupils blown wide.
“Your noises are so hot, Flux. Make noise for me, sweetheart.”
He pulled him into a searing kiss, swallowing every gasp and chasing the whimpers that spilled from the others lips when he slipped a hand back into Flux’s beautiful hair and tugged on it, making it a perfect disheveled mess. Saps whispered praises in between deep kisses and Flux could only feel warm love sparking between the two of them.
Eventually, the intensity of the moment slowed and Saps gathered a thoroughly melted Flux into his arms. Flux felt as though the world no longer existed and the only thing in his mind was the bubble of comfort made by Saps’ affection. He felt Saps curl him up and the familiar sensation of being tucked into Saps’ chest, warm arms engulfing him. He murmured something unintelligible and Saps, knowing that Flux was too out of it to speak, only hummed contently and traced circles lightly where his hand rested on flux’s back.
Later, when Flux’s brain returned to him after a long period of cuddles, he looked with Saps at the reflection of himself in the mirror, impeccable makeup smudged and newly dyed hair a complete disaster. He was a mess. Saps gazed at the sight with smug satisfaction, relishing in the fact that he was the one to unravel Flux’s usual perfectly composed exterior. This sight was only for him.
They made food and put on some cheesy movie, tangled together on the couch. If the movie was forgotten halfway through in favor of more kisses, who’s to say.