WANT // B.E (REWRITTEN)

{24}

tw: self harm

hope's pov
monday, december 14th

"baby." billie murmured as she ran her hand through my hair.

it's currently three in the morning. neither of us could get to sleep, so we had stayed up talking.

"hm?" i hummed.

"i wanna dye my hair." she told me.

i looked up at her and frowned. "i like your blue hair though."

"this isn't even blue anymore though, tiny. it's faded to teal." she pointed out.

"okay, but it's pretty."

"yeah, pretty trash." she snorted.

i sat up so that i was straddling her lap. i draped my arms over her shoulders. "okay, what color do you wanna dye it, then?"

"black." she answered.

"you'd look hot as hell." i approved.

"i know." she smirked.

"cocky bitch."

"you love it." she teased.

"who told you that?" i playfully rolled my eyes.

"i just know." she grinned.

she stood up and picked me up as she did. "what shoes do you wanna wear?"

"why?" i questioned, confused.

"because we're gonna go get some hair dye. duh." she explained as she slipped some of her shoes on.

"it's three am though." i pointed out.

"your point?"

i shrugged. "alright, then i want my black converses please."

"lil' dick energy." she hummed lowly.

"what was that?" i cupped my ear.

"i said lil' dick energy," she repeated. "i've told you before, converse and vans give off massive lil' dick energy."

"whatever." i rolled my eyes.

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"you sure you want black?" i questioned as i looked across at all of the dyes.

"mhm."

i looked at all of the colors. "i kinda wanna dye my hair too."

"yeah?" she raised a brow. "what are you thinking?"

"i wanna dye, like, the two front strands blonde. you know what i'm talking about?" i questioned.

"yeah, i do. i think you should. it would look good."