Sahed x Y/n (gender neutral) (from Marionetta Webtoon)

☆ Part 11 ☆

"Y/n? Y/N?? Earth to y/n!" Kamille pulled you from your thoughts.

"I need you to assist with hair and makeup tonight, I'm swamped!" She said in exasperation, it seemed that everyone needed help with something before this show, whether it was a costume repair or alteration or makeup or something else. It felt like you, Kamille, and the rest of the crew who usually helped had been running around frantically all evening helping out already.

"More??" You asked, tying a knot in the thread you had just used to sew a ripped clown outfit with.

"Yeah, but I know you won't mind this one..." she smirked at you.

"The heck is that supposed to mean?" You gave her a skeptical look, knowing she was up to something.

"You have to go help Sahed" she said simply with a smile.

"Why?? All he wears is black eyeliner, which he already has on" you remembered from when you saw him earlier.

"Of course you would know" she commented, seeming way too amused with herself.

"Anyhoo he desperately needs a haircut but insists that he'll get around to it on his own. Of course that's not going to happen and if it does it'll be awful so you have to go help him" she explained. It was true that his hair was a little bit of a mess but it didn't look bad, you figured you'd just go tell him what she said and he'd say no and then you'd get out of it.

"Ok ok fine I'll ask him. But I doubt he'll let me" you sighed, now understanding why Kamille had been so giddy with herself.

"That boy- ok thank youuuu, good luck. He's more likely to listen to you than me" she waved as you went out the door.

You made your way down the hallway and thought over what Kamille had said 'what did she mean by that?' You thought to yourself, all of her comments filled your head. Why would he listen to you but not her?

You arrived at his door and knocked, hoping Rainah wouldn't be there because she kind of scared you. She was nice, but just intimidating. She always seemed skeptical of you when you came around. Sahed answered the door and his face lit up when he saw you.

"Hey what's up? Wanna come in?" He opened the door wide and you went in.

"Yeah, it's good to see you" you said as you glanced around, looking to see if Rainah was there.

"Rainah's not here, it's just us" he smirked, noticing you looking around.

"Kamille asked me to come help you with your hair..." You explained hesitantly, expecting an instant rejection.

"Oh alright, she's been pestering me to cut it, I know. It's getting a bit out of hand" he laughed, sitting down in a nearby chair without protesting.

"Then why not just let her do it?" You asked, putting a towel over his shoulders so you wouldn't mess up his clothes.

"Maybe I didn't want her to do it" he turned and smiled at you. 'Goddammit' you thought, quickly looking away. He was always able to catch you off guard and at this point he was definitely doing it on purpose.

"Charming" you said sarcastically, rolling your eyes.

"Now what do you usually do with it?" You changed the subject back to his hair.

"Oh uhhhhh I guess just make it a little shorter so she'll let it go, but leave it the same style please. Just make it look good I guess, I trust you" he sounded genuine when he said that which made you freak out a little (in a good way).

"O-ok, got it, thanks" you stuttered a bit and crossed your fingers that he didn't notice.

You pushed your own hair out of the way of your eyes so you could focus, stalling before you had to actually touch his hair. You had done plenty of hair in the past, but now you were suddenly nervous just because it was him. You finally brushed through his hair and tried your best to ignore the fact that he had really nice hair and that he was cute and- 'get it together y/n! Focus!!" You scolded yourself. You shook your hands before you started actually cutting his hair, hoping to stop them from shaking more.