The boy with brown eyes..

Chapter 1, The haircut

Chapter 1,

The haircut

Contains/TW:
-Mentions of Scissors
-Teenagers
-The bio of the book has a small amount of purpose to this chapter,

-Probably not but meh, it explains the bromance I want between Uraraka and Kaminari, anyway, I hope this Is okay-

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Night had fallen fast upon the city. No more than an hour ago the sky was painted with hues of red, orange and pink, but all colour had faded leaving only a matt black canvas with no stars to be looked upon. The darkness was thick and the small desk light that seemed to flicker hardly lit the dorm room.

A brunette teen sat at the desk, grumbling to himself as he clicked on a torch to his left, opposite the lamp though despite that, he could barely see more than an arm's reach in front and behind him. The mass of brown hair that covered his face only made his sight worse.

Other than the darkness and himself all that seemed to exist was the chilly wind's harsh bite he could feel through his hoodie. He could feel the hairs on his arm raise and the bite of the wind had left its mark in the form of small bumps that were tingling on his arms and legs, but its bite was more than flesh deep.

His blood ran cold through his veins and his bones were chilled. The flickering lamp and torch may have looked as though they burned warm, but their heat did not reach his skin.

He sighed, holding the pair of scissors in hand, having managed to part his hair in several places, stuffs of hair tied up around his head, managing to have made it as neat as he could before lining up the scissors to an area and began to slowly hack away at the brunette locks, eyes fixated on the mirror before him in the flickering light as he watched himself hack away at his hair, the soft tickle of it falling to his skin and slumping to the ground in small clumps caused a shiver to escape him though his smile widening as he continued.

He only stopped when his hair was no longer against his neck, messy hair spiked up in various directions as he placed down the scissors an odd feeling of euphoria running through him as he admired his new haircut, sure.. some of it was uneven, but he could live with that, the back of his hair being cut into a messy undercut, slightly but not really noticeably- off centre - and a small, slightly curly fringe falling just over his eyes as he beamed, gently ruffling his hair with a bright smile.

The boy- Uraraka- stood, chair softly being moved aside and tucked beneath his desk as he grabbed the vacuum, cautiously turning it on and quickly cleaning up the hair before quietly putting the vacuum away in the cleaning cupboard in the hallway.

He turned on his phone, slowly walking to the bathroom to take a quick shower, towel thrown over his shoulder and small shower bag in hand alongside, humming quietly to himself as he walked into the shower room, turning on in and closing the stall door, clicking it shut, undressing and turning on the water.

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The shower was just as quick as he wanted, lasting barely ten minutes as he hummed softly, drying off his freshly cut hair and body beofre redressing, and shuffling his feet into his slippers before making his way over to the mirror and looking at his reflection with a bright smile.

Well.. until it faltered as he heard a voice behind him, a sleepy voice, clearly someone who had just woken up, Uraraka turning to see them just for a half asleep Kaminari to come into view, rubbing at his eyes with a fist much like a sleepy toddler.

"Hey.." he mumbled faintly, before shrugging and paying no mind to him, turning on a tap, taking out a toothbrush and beginning to brush his teeth, Uraraka pausing as he slowly began to comprehend what was happening.

"So.. nice hair," Denki managed to cut him out of his thoughts as Uraraka slowly nodded. "Thank.. you.. why are you brushing your teeth at-" he paused, checking his phone. "4 in the morning..?"

"Cause it's mornin' for me.. I wake up early dummy, why are you awake?" He responded with a small, sleepy smirk.

"I um.. couldn't sleep..? So.. I stayed up and cut my hair and took a shower..—"

"Uh huh.. alright, well.. I would say somethin' but, I don't know if it would be rude or not, so imma keep my mouth shut," he slurred around his toothbrush as Uraraka sighed.

"Just say it.."

Denki shrugged, spitting into the sink and wiping his mouth. "Sooo.. pronouns?" He mumbled, smiling lightly, seeming more awake and well.. more aware.

"I er..- why?" Uraraka mumbled as Kaminari rolled his eyes playfully. "Well, I'm just asking, what are they and don't worry about me being a dick or whatever, I'm an ally," he mumbled as the other sighed, running a hand through his messy wet hair.
"Fine.. he/him, happy?"

"Yeah of course bro! Anyway, you could borrow some of my clothes that don't fit anymore if you like," he shrugged smiling as he washed off his toothbrush, throwing it into his own toiletry bag before wrapping an arm around Uraraka's shoulders as the brunette smiled.

"Anyway, do you.. like want me to call you anything different or are you okay with being Uraraka or Ochaco?" He asked softly as the other teen paused before shrugging. "I mean.. you could call me Hoshi if you don't mind, but you can still call me Uraraka," he mumbled shrugging as Denki beamed nodding.

"Oki doki, got it, anyway— you wanna go to my dorm and sort out some clothes for ya Hoshi?" He smiled, not even thinking twice as he said the name as Hoshi nodded happily in agreement.  "Oh- and don't worry I have a few spare school uniforms you can have too, anyway! Let's go!" Denki beamed, holding Hoshi's hand as he led him to his dorm.