You were walking down the city looking for a salon, your hair was starting to get longer. It was starting to irritate you ;it would often flew in your face while doing your plates. You doesn't know how to tie your hair specially that it feels like it was to many for one scrunchie.
You doesn't yet tell Jennie that you would get a haircut, you wanted her to surprise her a little because she would often tell you that you should get a haircut. Considering that it would reach down your back.
You spotted the salon that was famous in town—newly open. It was popular because of there grate service and the cozy place. You entered the shop a small chime was heard causing every worker to look up at you.
One of the staff guide you to one of the chair, letting you sit there getting used to the place. They told you they would call one of there staff so thay can start doing your hair. A few minutes later a woman came out and approched you putting a hairdresser cape to cover your clothes.
"So what cuts in your mind, Ms.?" she ask.
"Shorter about the length of my shoulders, and please make it layered." you look at her smiling, which she reciprocate.
She sprayed water through your hair, before cutting it in your preferred length and style. She also did a few extra treatment for your hair which you fell asleep with. The workers has a light hand making you relaxed—falling asleep after.
It took them hours working on your hair, they would tell you that your hair feels light to work on; they would compliment you here and there of how naturally dark your hair was. After a few more minutes they blowdry your hair showing the new freshly cut hair of yours. It falls perfectly down your shoulders—curls where showing.
She removed the cape of your shoulders before tapping your arm signaling it was done, you look up at the mirror satisfied with how perfectly they made your hair. You smiled at her reaching for your pocket, you get your wallet out to reach few cash to gave the woman. Which she thank you for visiting there shop; wishing you a great day.
You pull your hood over your head covering your hair, walking back to your shared home. You were utterly happy;excited to show Jennie your new haircut.
Excitement filled the air as you walked into the large, modern house that Jennie and you now called your own. It had been a great they for you, but you couldn't wait to see the look on Jennie's face when she saw your surprise. Your heart raced with anticipation as you dropped your bag by the door, ready to unveil a your surprise.
Jennie was in the living room, her petite figure swaying to the soft melody of a song playing from her favorite vinyl record. Her fingers glided over the turntable, lost in the world of music. In that moment, you couldn't help but feel an overwhelming love for her and how she effortlessly embraced every aspect of life. She was your muse, and your love knew no boundaries.
Taking a deep breath, you approached Jennie, tiptoeing behind her as her eyes remained fixed on the vinyl. Her glossy black hair cascaded down her back, contrasting the delicate lines of her profile. You hesitated for a second, filled with giddy nervousness, before gently placing your hands over her eyes.
"Guess who?" you whispered, your voice laced with excitement.
Jennie's hands instinctively reached up to grab your, her touch warm and comforting as she playfully asked.
"Hmm, let me think. Could it be my mischievous girlfriend who always has something up her sleeve?" you chuckled, feeling her fingers intertwine with yours.
"You're getting warmer, but there's more to it than that," you teased,your heart fluttering in your chest.
Sensing the anticipation in her voice, you slowly released your hands from her eyes, revealing your freshly chopped haircut. Shoulder-length strands framed your face, and the vibrant hue of your new hair color radiated against your skin. You watched Jennie's eyes widen with surprise, her lips parting slightly in awe.
"Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with admiration.
"You look dazzling." you nodded, smiling at the pure joy radiating from her.
"I wanted to do something different, something that would make you fall in love with me all over again."Jennie pulled me into an affectionate embrace, her touch gentle yet possessive.
"You don't need to change a thing for me to love you," she whispered, her breath warm against your ear.
"But this transformation, it's like falling for you all over again. You're as breath-taking as ever." she said.
Tears welled up in your eyes, moved by her heartfelt words. Your love was one that celebrated individuality, growth, and eternal admiration. It was more than just a romantic bond; it was a profound connection that transcended societal norms and expectations.
As you both stood there in each other's arms, you couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for having Jennie as your girlfriend. With her by your side, you embraced the notion that change was beautiful and that taking risks meant uncovering new chapters filled with love, surprises, and personal growth.
Your relationship was far from perfect, but it was authentic, passionate, and brimming with unspoken promises. In that moment, you knew that the surprises you shared together would be the threads weaving the beautiful tapestry of your love story, one that you would proudly share with the world.
And with that, you stood entwined, allowing the music to envelop the both of you, dancing to the rhythm of your hearts as you embarked on a new adventure together. How light beamed through her face when she saw your surprise. Your heart raced with anticipation as you dropped your bag by the coach, ready to unveil a new chapter in your relationship.
Jennie would surely love seeing you like this, she loves surprise for sure. And she loves you as well, she would be forever grateful for you.
