Yoongi pov
I was in the salon when yoona came. I smiled at her sight. She came and sat in the chair.
"Yoongi I want a haircut from you. I know you will do good."
I smiled and nodded at her.
"Which hair length?"
"Do as you please."
"Ok fine."
I started cutting her hair. Then I saw that Amaya came and was talking with jungkook. She didn't even glanced at me.
"Hey jungkook."
"Hey amaya. How are you?"
"I am fine. How are you?" Amaya said.
Fine my foot.
"I am also fine." Jungkook said.
You will not once we head home and I meet you alone.
"I want to ask you something."
"Sure go ahead."
"Whenever I come here, you don't attend any customers. So actually customers don't come or something else?"
I tried to not laugh at her comment. She is really savage.
"Actually when there are not many customers of mine, on that day only you come so thats not my fault."
When they both were laughing, I feel my blood boiling. First with taehyung and jimin and now jungkook.
"You remember my compliment. Huh?"
Which compliment? She also remembers his compliments?
"Obviously. And I made sure that I put on a clutcher this time too."
Really? She put a clutcher for him? Jungkook is gone once I find him alone at home.
He took out the clutcher and started playing with her hair. I want to kill jungkook at this moment.
"You know you can come in my room if you like playing with my hair that much."
What?!?? No!! He can't come to your room!!
"Really?"
"Yeah."
This is too much. She is inviting him in her room.
"You are the best Amaya."
Yeah she is.
"I know I am."
Savage queen.
"Your hair have grown long. I remember that I cutted them to shoulder length and they are long than their original length."
"Yeah I know."
"So this time. Wanna try a new colour with a new haircut?"
"Sure why not."
She is agreeing with his suggestion?! Really amaya?!?!
"Ok so first which hair style."
"Hmmm. Why don't you just cut them to their original length?"
"Not bad. Ok."
"I love your natural curls too."
I love it too.
"I know that you love everything about my hair."
"Actually that's true. I love everything about your hair. How do you keep them like this?"
"Even I don't know. I am always busy with something like missions and all. And I don't even use any special hair products."
She is really like a goddess. Wait what?? What is happening to me? Before few days, I was telling that yoona is like a goddess and now amaya. What is this girl doing to me?
"Hmm."
Then he started cutting her hair. I don't want him to cut her beautiful hair. But then she chuckled. How can this man make her laugh again and again?
"Why did you chuckle?"
She again laughed.
"Nothing."
"You sure?"
She started laughing hard. And then they both were laughing together. I want to rip jungkook's head right now.
"Yeah. Now I am sure."
"Fine. Now no disturbance."
"Ok sir."
Then he continued and she was just looking at the mirror and I was looking at her.
"Hello? Earth to Amaya."
"Yeah?" She looked into the mirror.
"You did an amazing job."
Really?? He just made your short and straight. Nothing else. You can even do it yourself.
"Ok so second. Which hair colour?"
"Hmmmm. How about purple or blue?"
Her choice is nice.
"Blue."
Ok so she will do it? Really? Ughhh!!
"Nice."
Ok. Then I looked towards yoona whom hair I was supposed to cut. I saw that I cutted her hair uneven as I was not paying attention. Shit! But I think she didn't noticed it as she didn't gave any reaction so I cutted her hair into shoulder length.
"Yoona its done."
She looked up from her phone.
"Its good."
Really??! If Amaya would be at her place, she will continuously praise me. I smiled at the thought.
"Hey! You liked this that much that you are automatically smiling while looking at me?"
I mentally face palmed myself. Now who will tell this girl that I was smiling at the thought of Amaya sitting at her place.
"Ok bye I am going. I have some work to do."
"Ok bye."
I was just sitting and watching Amaya.
After few hours~~
"Woahhh! Everytime you make me look like a different person."
I looked up from my phone and....
I was speechless. Ok I need to admit that jungkook's choice is nice and he knows the perfect colour for her hair and she looks like goddess in every hair colour.
"Do you like it?"
"Nope. I hate it and I am about to change this by going to a different salon."
There come her sarcasm. I smiled at her sarcasm.
"What?!?"
"Seriously jungkook?. I just told you indirectly that I love it and you are again asking me the same thing."
"Here. Take your clutcher."
"Thanks."
She putted the clutcher in a messy way. I wanna fix it for her but I can't.
"Let me do it for you."
I knew that this was coming.
"Ok. Here. Take it and do it. Lets see your styling skills."
"Now its proper."
"Thankyou. Now I think I should get going. Its late."
"Fine. Bye."
"Bye."
Then she left the salon. She is really too much beautiful. I was watching her disappearing figure.
End of yoongi pov.
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