Can I help? (An Amazing Phil Imagine)
“I’m going out to get hair dye (Y/N) I’ll be back in a few” Phil screams from the front door. “Don’t bother I’ll pick it up” you say grabbing your keys. “I gotta pick up groceries anyway.” “Ok” he says hesitantly, “make sure you get the right color.” “How can you screw up Black Phil honestly?” you say a bit annoyed that he doesn’t trust you. Phil tells you the brand and you head out. You grab the groceries, no problem but the hair dye puts up a challenge. There out of the kind of dye Phil gets. You grab the nearest black box, chucking it in the cart. “He won’t care” you mumble and continue walking. You pay for everything and drive home. When you walk in the door, Phil comes running up to you like a child. “Did you get it? Did you get it?” he asks jumping up and down. “If you help me put the groceries away you can have it” you say smirking. “Fine” he mumbles and speed throws the stuff in the cupboards and fridge. “I’m done. Can I have it now PAAALEEESSSEEE?” “Yes, Can I help?” you ask gently. “Sure” he says, “just read the box, and don’t screw up.” You punch him in the arm and he laughs. “Just Saying”. You put in the dye and pop in a movie while you wait for it to set for 30 minutes. You and Phil get so into the movie you end up going 10 minutes over the time you were supposed to take out the dye. He runs in and jumps in the shower, about 30 minutes later you hear a string of curses. “(Y/N)!!!!” he screams from his bedroom. You run in and see Phil in only a towel, his blow-dryer in one hand a comb in the other and his hair a brilliant electric blue. “Oh…my…god” you squeak before bursting into laughter. “Your…hair” you manage to squeeze out through your fits of laughter. “I thought you said it was black” he said whining and stomping his foot. “Ok maybe just the box was black” you say after you calm yourself down. He shoos you out of the room and gets dressed before, grabbing you in the hallway. “You are so dead” he whispers and chases you around your flat. He finally catches you and throws you on the couch. “I get to dye your hair a color too” he pouts “then we’ll be fair.” The next day Phil goes out and buys bright orange hair die. You and him, wear your looks with pride until the dye finally fades a few months later.
~Authors Note~
Im just gonna post all I have and then post them as I finish <3
~Clumsy_Girly
