SWMRS imagines

dyeing grunge mom's hair

Cole is finally letting you dye his hair.

He's gone from green to blonde to pink to blonde again, and he wants something new... So you went out and bought some Manic Panic Vampire Red dye.

"Babe, are you sure you know what you're doing?"

"Yes! I dye my hair all the time."

"My point exactly."

"Fuck you."

You begin to mix the dye and he stares at the color.

"It's not red enough," he groans.

You've had enough.

"Fine! I have something that'll make it the perfect red."

You leave the room and come back with a little bottle of red.

You mix it with the dye and begin applying it to his hair.

After two hours pass, he rinses it out, drying his hair with the towel.

"Hey, babe, this looks great!"

"Told you," you laugh, kissing his cheek.

"What'd you use to make it this red?"

You shrug nonchalantly, picking up the bottle.

"My period blood."