SOLANDIS // KotLC Oneshots

Hair Dye

So the 3K special inspired me to write this oneshot- it's a ship I love but I don't usually write cause of Tiana :-)

"BANGS BOY!" the screech echoed around the room. Thankfully everyone was in such deep sleep at 4 AM- yes, even Sophie- that nobody was awakened except Tam, who liked staying up. They'd had a sleepover the day before.

He grinned evilly to himself, knowing why Keefe was screaming. Yesterday, he'd slipped some of Dex's new creation into Keefe's nightly drink of lushberry juice. Which meant...

And yep. Keefe was currently standing in front of the bathroom mirror, staring in horror at the new hot-pink twists in his hair. Tam stopped at the door, waiting. No reaction. After a few moments, Keefe opened his mouth wide, no doubt to scream again, but Tam, having had enough of it, lobbed the soap bar at his head.

It made its mark. "Ow! What was that for- BANGS BOY! YOU- YOU DYED MY HAIR- AND ITS PINK! THE HORROR!" he gasped dramatically.

Tam rolled his eyes. "Please shut up for the sake of Councillor Bronte's underwear. We're trying to sleep."

"But you dyed my hair pink!" Keefe protested.

"Yeah, I heard that the first time. But Dex made the solution."

Keefe shook his fist- yes, ACTUALLY SHOOK IT- "Then I'll kill you both."

Even though the motion was outrageous and slightly hilarious, Tam found it sort of endearing, which was weird. Not usually like him. He tugged on his bangs. "You'll have to catch us first."

Keefe raised an eyebrow. "Was that an invitation, Tammy Boy?"

He could just use his shadows to hide. And it was night, giving him an advantage. "Hmm. Maybe it is, Mophead." And he promptly flashed out of view.

"Hey! No fair!" Keefe randomly lurched at things for a moment, then gave up. "I'll just go poison your food then." And he was out, making sure to lock the restroom from the outside.

But he didn't realize Tam had already escaped. He had a lot more in mind. Checking in his cape pockets, he fished out four solutions. One for teal eyes, knowing Keefe disliked the color because of all the drama with Fitz, one for neon green hair, one for neon orange, and one for silver bangs. Mixed together, they probably wouldn't have the greatest effect...

Hmm.

What should he put them in?

Tam followed Keefe to the kitchen and spotted a batch of cookies. Just as his back was turned, Tam spilled them on one by one. Perfect.

Now his work would just have to be seen.

It was morning when their paths crossed again. Keefe approached him first, with a cookie in his hand. But it was green, not red. "Heya Bangs Boy. Try this cookie."

"Uh, no way."

"Don't worry, Linh gave it to me, right Linh?" he called back.

"Yep!" confirmed Linh's voice.

Still slightly wary, Tam plucked it out of his fingers. He took a bite of it. Instantly Keefe began to laugh hysterically. Confused, Tam asked for a mirror. And then he realized.

Everything about him had changed except his bangs. His hair was half orange, half green, and his eyes had turned teal. Wait a second... this was his mixture!

Keefe looked at him proudly. "See? I knew which cookies you messed with, so I disguised them and made sure Linh would ask for me to give you one. But don't worry Bangs Boy, I think you look even more adorable than usual."

An unusual sensation came over Tam then. His cheeks felt hot, but not only from embarrassment. And then, of course, he said the words. "So you think I'm adorable, eh?"

He quieted. "Well, yeah. Sort of- but only-"

But Tam cut him off. An urge possessed him to lean forward and...

Their lips crashed together. For the first few seconds, Keefe seemed frozen in shock, but then he leaned into it.

Tam wasn't the poetic type, so he just got it out straightforward: the kiss lasted about a minute, and Keefe's lips sort of tasted like cookies, and- (stop exposing me author! - Keefe)

They leaned back at the same time. "Well then. I guess I get extra Instagram privileges now," Keefe announced.

"Do we even have Insta here?"

"Oh yeah, we probably don't."

Keefe leaned in again, but Tam had other things in mind. He shoved the other half of the cookie into Keefe's mouth.

"If I have to suffer, you have to suffer with me."