A/N: So I've decided to just write this story in 3rd person's POV 😂
3rd Person's POV
"What color do you want sir?" the stylist asked Jungkook.
"I-I would like to try blonde" Jungkook answered.
"N-Not the light one please" he continued.
"Well, what kind of blonde?" the girl asked.
"Whatever suits me" Jungkook smiled shyly. Don't think he likes her bitch. He's like this to all the girls. He's not really comfortable talking to girls especially the older ones.
"Jimin hyung" Jungkook poked Jimin who's looking at the magazines. "Yes Jungkookie?" Jimin turned his head to the said male. "I don't think I look good in blonde. I feel more comfortable in black" Jungkook pouted.
Jimin patted Jungkook's hair. "Oh come on Jungkookie there's no harm in trying" Jimin smiled. "But I think it'll be expensive. I didn't bring my wallet and even if I do it's empty anyway" Jungkook pouted even more. "Relax baby, I'll pay" Jimin winked at Jungkook that caused the boy to blush.
Jungkook doesn't know why his stomach felt ticklish when his hyung called him baby and winked at him.
For fuck's sake Jimin's his brother so why would he feel like that?
"Please face the mirror sir" the girl came back with the materials.
Jungkook obeys and looked at the mirror with nervous.
Relax Jungkook you're just going to change your hair color.
The girl wrapped the cape (he doesn't know the name of that thing) around his neck and mixed up whatever it is.
Okay here we go
The girl started applying the bleach on Jungkook's hair. Bye virginity of my hair. Jungkook said in his mind.
"Ouch!! It hurts!!"
"Please stop! It hurts!"
"A-Ah!! Please remove it! It fucking hurts!"
Jimin facepalmed because of his brother's noise.
The girl finished bleaching his hair and all that's left to do is apply it on the roots. Why did he scream you ask?
Well, some bleach accidentally slipped to his scalp.
So yeah, he sounded like a woman giving birth.
The girl started to freak out too and fanned Jungkook's head. "Sir come down. It'll be over soon. Just wait" the girl shakily tapped Jungkook's shoulder. She's afraid he'll slap her.
After a few minutes Jungkook calmed down which is a relief.
After a good 45 minutes of waiting the girl asked Jungkook to stand up since it's already time to wash the bleach off.
"Wow it's soft" the girl mumbled. Jungkook blushed and looked away while smiling.
Hes not used at receiving complements from a girl.
The girl wrapped the towel over Jungkook's head to let it dry.
Jimin was just staring at his younger brother in awe while his hair si being done.
Fuck. He's so hot in blonde.
"And we're done~" the girl said and smiled while looking at Jungkook. The latter just stared at himself in the mirror. He just blinked. Still not believing he's blonde now.
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The Novelist [DISCONTINUED]
FanfictionMy name is Jeon Jungkook, 15 years old. I have an older brother named Jeon Jimin. We have a simple life, simple house, simple food, simple job, simple school. Not until I met Kim Taehyung. A popular Novelist with his Boys' Love Novels and some norma...