love ❤ Syndrom (D & I) Part 1

Chapter 36

"And who usually does a normal customer's hair?" Brick asked curiously.

"There are 4 main stylists, while Beam and 2 other staff are assistants. There is a master stylist, but sometimes P'Day is also the head stylist. What else should I do?" Beam said

"Ah, there's a customer coming, I'm going to help P'Belle" Beam said to Brick before leaving. Brick ate the cake along with trying to get his own hair.

// Is it too long? // Brick muttered to himself, sitting down while he finished eating the cake, as soon as he was done, he placed the plate in the sink. The slender figure came out of the kitchen and looked in the mirror across from Day's office, began stroking her hair back and forth.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Day's voice sounded from behind, he had just showered and changed his clothes, and when he went downstairs he found Brick in the mirror.

"Nothing, I just thought about when was the last time I went to the salon" Brick said and Day stood looking at him.

"Go to bed and wait," Day said quietly and Brick looked surprised but immediately pulled away from Day.

(T/N: 'bed' can mean the chair people lie on in hair salons)

"What are you going to do? I don't feel well," said Brick stuttering. Day was still looking at him, so he reached over to block Brick's neck.

"Are you crazy? What do you think I'm going to do to you? I told you to get into bed and wash your hair!" Day gritted his teeth, but not too loudly. Brick breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that.

"Why do I have to lie down?" Brick asked again.

"I'll take care of you Brick! Go to bed, don't let me repeat that" Day said scolding and Brick quickly walked away.

"What are you doing Nong?" Belle asked hoarsely.

"Ai'Day told me to sit in the chair and wait," said Brick, the store's employees and customers alike immediately turned to stare further  to Brick, confusing Brick.

"P'Brick, P'Day, are you going to wash your hair?" asked Beam with round eyes. Brick believes that Beam can improve his mood very quickly, a moment ago he was crying because he had been hurt.

"I don't know… I think so" Brick said before walking over to the chair to wash his hair. Day came out wearing a black leather apron, Brick secretly turned and smiled so Day couldn't see him, the slender figure not very familiar with Day that way.

"Lie down" Day said ordering Brick. The slender figure lay down on the bed.

"What are you looking at? Get to work," Day said before pulling back the curtain between the chairs to block gazes. Day gently lifted Brick's head to move his head and neck. Brick looked into Day's face without closing his eyes, watching as Day continued to do things.

The strong figure began to wash Brick's hair. The slender figure immediately felt a sense of relief as Day's fingers moved and gently massaged. Brick closed his eyes and relaxed, in his heart he felt familiar.

"Like someone washed my hair like that before, but I can't remember" Brick said calmly and Day was silent, after a while the strong figure finished washing his hair.

"Okay, get up and sit in whichever chair is free," Day said as he wrapped a towel around Brick's head. The slim figure was feeling light and comfortable and immediately raised its head.

"P'Brick, sit here" said Beam, when he finished preparing a seat, Brick sat down, a gentleman approached him pretending to get a blow dryer to dry Brick's hair.

"Pha, you don't have to, I'll do it myself! Go do the clients' nails" replied Day. The store employees looked at him confused, their boss usually never dries any customer's hair, even if it's VIP level, he will let his employees do it and Day will continue to deal with something else. The strong figure picked up the blow dryer and brushed Brick's hair. A bright light made Brick look at the glass in front of him.