Aidan/Nicky/Five imagines

Hair braiding- Aidan

Ever since Aidan got back from shooting season 3 of TUA, he started growing out his hair. Well... he chopped it all off at first and then started letting it grow out.
I love his hair short and I love it long. I spend my time running my fingers through it no matter what.
"Love, what do you think of the title for the vlog?" Aidan asked.
I placed my phone aside and looked over at his computer screen.
'John Mayer vlog— the forum (3/13/22)'
"Looks good to me," I said.
He nodded and closed his computer, "okay, you have my attention now that I'm done editing."
"Maybe I don't want your attention," I said as I picked my phone up and got on Facebook.
"Ouch," he said as he got up and set his laptop on his desk and looked at me.
"You're staring," I said as I continued scrolling on my phone.
"I can't admire my beautiful girlfriend?"
"You can, but it's gonna cost ya," I said as the most brilliant idea I have ever thought of popped into my head.
"Cost me?" He asked.
I nodded, "Uh-huh."
"Cost me what?"
I looked over at him with a smirk on my face, "let me braid your hair."
"No. Absolutely not," he said.
"Come on, Aidan. No one has to see. And I've been dying to since you first grew it out," I whined.
"Don't look at me like that."
I laid my head on his shoulder, "please. I love you."
He groaned, "fine."
I clapped my hands and sat up, "I'll be right back."
"Take your time. Have a long conversation with my parents," he said.
I leaned down and gave him a quick kiss, "love you."
"Love you too," he said as I walked out the door.

I walked back in Aidan's room with a spray bottle, hairbrush, and elastics in my hands.
"So, my mom knows then?" He asked.
I happily nodded as I set everything down on the desk, "she would like you to model for her when you're done."
He smacked his head.
I pulled the chair out from his desk and patted the seat, "Mr. Gallagher, it's time for your appointment."
He started laughing, "god, I love you, dork."
He got up and sat down in the chair.
"Do I get to see what you're doing?" He asked.
"Nope, you will see after everyone else sees," I said as I picked the spray bottle and sprayed his hair a little.
"It's cold."
"Stop whining," I said as I grabbed the brush and ran it through his hair.
He crossed his arms and continued pouting as I sectioned his hair in half.
"Pouting is getting you nowhere Aidan Ryan," I said as I clipped off the right side.
"I'm just hoping you know how much I hate this," he said.
"I do, which is making me enjoy it more," I smiled as I grabbed a little bit of hair at the top and started Dutch braiding the section.
"Ow, it's really tight, Y/N," he complained.
"You'll get used to it," I said as I tied it off and started the right side.
"How do people enjoy this?"
"Because we do. I do them on myself all the time," I said.
"I know and they look cute on you," he said, "I'm just not made to put my hair up in any way, shape, or form."
"So you say," I said as I tied off the braid.
I walked around to look at the front and immediately fell even more in love with him.
"I can't even, you look too cute," I smiled.
He rolled his eyes.
"Come on we have to show your parents," I said as I grabbed his hands and pulled him up.
I gave him a quick kiss causing him to smile a little.

"I feel weird," he said as I pulled him downstairs.
"You look adorable," I said as we walked to the living room where his parents were.
"Oh, my gosh," Rob said as he covered his mouth.
"That's adorable," Lauren said in awe.
"Turn around. Show them the full look," I said.
"I hate all of you," Aidan said as he slowly turned.
"Y/N, you did a great job," Lauren smiled.
"What looks next? Little buns?" Rob asked.
"Absolutely not. She's lucky she was allowed to do this. And you two are lucky you got to see it," Aidan said.
"Has he seen them yet?" Lauren asked.
"Nope," I smiled.
She pulled her phone out and took a picture of the back and showed it to him.
"They look nice, can you take them out now? I feel ridiculous," he said.
"Fine," I said as I grabbed his hand and dragged him back upstairs.
"I'm keeping the pictures and sending them to Y/N!" Lauren called out.
"Mom!" Aidan groaned.
I pulled him into his room and shut the door.
"How do you—"
I turned to see him already trying to pull the elastics out.
"Hold on," I said as I moved his hands out of the way and carefully took them out.
As soon as his hair was down, he ran his fingers through it and fixed it.
"Well, it was fun while it lasted," I said as I set the elastics down on the desk.
"For you maybe," he said.
I laid down on his bed and picked my phone back up.
He sighed, "okay. If it'll make you happy."
He grabbed one of the elastics and put part of his hair up into a little ponytail.
I smiled, "that is cute. Please leave it for a minute."
"You have to pay me," he smirked.
"And how do I do that?" I asked.
He climbed onto the bed, "with a kiss."
I laughed and placed my lips on his.