ᴋɪʟʟ ʙɪʟʟ / ᴛ. ᴛᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ

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you unlocked the front door of your house, the smell of something burning hitting your nostrils.

"touya? what did you burn?"

"myself!"

you placed the grocery bag on the kitchen table, before you turned to look at him.

"i told you to not play with your fire when you're bored..." you said, as you looked at his hand.

a new scar had appeared, which made you frown. it wasn't long ago when you found a new one on his back.

"i told you before, didn't i? don't worry about them too much"

"i'm sorry, i just can't help it"

he ruffled your hair, before reaching for the grocery bag. he took the hair dye boxes out, looking down at you.

"ready for your hairdresser practice?"

"what if i mess it up?"

"that's the last thing i care about, princess"

you smiled, as you let him drag you to the bathroom. he sat on the stool in front of your sink, watching you as you opened the hair dye boxes.

while you were dyeing his hair, you told him about your new encounter with hawks— in which he replied with 'he's dead next time'.

"you know..." you started, making him open an eye to look up at you.

"i would love to see you with your white hair"

"too late for that, angel. should've told me before dyeing it"

"you're right..."

"but, you're gonna see it one day"

"really?" you asked, as you massaged the dye in his hair.

"i'm planning on revealing myself someday. and this will have to go" he said, pointing at his hair.

"revealing yourself...? why?"

"i want to see my old man miserable by this and by exposing him" he laughed.

"well, i can't really say anything on that. it's family business" you softly said.

"do you find it wrong?"

"honestly, there's no right or wrong in your situation, touya"

"if i were you, i think i'd do the same" you added.

"so, you're gonna cheer me on once i do it?"

you laughed softly, as you removed the stained gloves.

"i'll do my best to satisfy you then"