Get Me High [COMPLETED]

GMH 7

WOOYOUNG

''Do you have dye ?''Wooyoung asked, getting off the bed and untying his hair. It was almost midnight after they had taken a nap for almost three hours and San looked like he wanted to sleep more but of course Wooyoung wasn't going to let that happen since he prefers violence over peace.

San groaned, turning his head to face the other way and snuggling into his pillow.''Yeah. Black only. Why?''

''Perfect. Where is it?''

''Bathroom. You dyeing your hair?''

''No. YOU are dyeing my hair.'Wooyoung replied, grabbing a towel from San's closet.

''What?''

''Come on. Get your ass up.''Wooyoung took his hand and pulled him off the bed or atleast tried to.

''No. Do it yourself.''San threw the duvet over his body but Wooyoung wasn't having any of it and snatched it off of him.

''Why would i when you're around? I'm going to get the dye and when i come back you better be up and ready.''he told him before walking to San's ensuite bathroom.

The dye and comb were conveniently next to each other in the corner shelf but he stopped when he noticed the stack of Ambien bottles of pills. San's sleeping pills. San had insomnia but he hated pills so Wooyoung knew he wouldn't know if one bottle went missing. He took one bottle and shoved it in his pocket and went back.

''Seriously, couldn't you just do this tomorrow.?''San was sitting on the edge of the bed putting on disposable gloves.

Wooyoung smiled when he saw the pillow on the floor between San's legs. He sat on it and situated himself comfortably between his manspread.''We're doing it now San, get over it.''

''Clearly i'm over it. You never really give me a choice. I was only just asking.''he took the dye from him and started mixing the contents in another container.

'' Did you grow out of your oreo phase?''

''Something like that. I just miss my black hair and plus my hair is getting longer. Apparently i look good with long black hair.''

''You look good in any color but i have to admit that long black hair is even better.''San ran his hands through his hair, gently massaging his scalp.

Wooyoung sighed, throwing his head back. San flinched and flicked the back of his neck.

''Ow, dude what the fuck.''Wooyoung winced, rubbing the area.

''Your fucking head was on my crotch you idiot.''

Wooyoung laughed.''Oh shit, my bad.''

''Whatever. They say when you cut your hair or change hairstyles you're going through a breakup. Got something to tell me Woo?"San teased, parting his hair into sections. His hands were so gentle he couldn't help closing his eyes.