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amaranth | nishinoya yuu

amaranth
ˈaməranθ/
noun
1. a deep purple colour.

" Mmm how about ash grey?" You signalled your hairdresser, pointing to the sample in the book.
" Sounds good!" She exclaims.
How did you get here? Well, you loved dyeing your hair to all different colors, even though it was bad for your scalp, you frequently went for hair treatments so it was all okay.
You walked out of the salon, feeling like a new person.
" New month new hair.." You took out your phone and began searching for a new haircolor to dye, even though only just dyeing it minutes ago.

Arriving at school the next day, your bestfriend, (y/b/f/n), ran up and began playing around with your hair.
" If you could stop harassing my hair, that'd be nice." You sucked in, pushing her hands off your head.
" Maybe if you didn't dye it so often, I could keep my hands off your soft, beautiful hair!" She whined, eyes not leaving your hair. You'd expect her to be used to it by now, considering how often you dyed it. But no, she was practically in love with the colors of your hair.

" Ash grey huh?" You faced the male who had made a comment on your hair. You nodded, indifferent about his comment.
" It's nice, it suits you." Nishinoya chimed,
" I dont know, I'm changing it soon..." you nonchalantly replied.
" To what color?"
" I haven't decided." You responded, leaving to go to your next class.

You were a mystery, a complex mind that he desperately tried to understand. He wanted to hear your voice, to know the profound thoughts that go through your head. He wanted to light up your life, not that you didn't have enough color in it already.

" (y/n)-san, why do you always dye your hair?" It was lunch break and Nishinoya had decided to sit with you and (y/b/f/n).
" I dont know, I haven't found a reason to stick to one color. " You responded, flinching at the coolness of the popsicle you had bought.
" I'll find you a reason." He mumbled incoherently.
" What was that?" you questioned, looking up at him.
" Nothing, I'll see you guys later!" he responded, leaving to keep his tray.

The truth is, you always dyed your hair different colors because you felt the need to make up for the lack of vibrancy in your life. And you felt the need to be more interesting to make up for your lacklustre personality. and you loved how beautiful it looked each time, so you didnt complain.

It was another day, with ocean blue hair.
" Doesn't it tire you? Dyeing your hair all the time?"
He had started hanging out with you more, and it was weird at first, but you grew to accept his presence.
" Sometimes, I feel like I have a different personality with different haircolors." You joked, hearing a chuckle escape his lips.
" I love all the colors though." To which you smiled, genuinely.

" Did you know that dyeing your hair and bleaching it all the time will harm it?" Nishinoya questioned, sincerely curious.
" I'm well aware of this information." You laughed. You had grown fond of him over time, and it felt weird imagining him not being there. However, you thought that he was only sticking around, because he was interested in your everchanging haircolors. As disappointed as you were, this gave you all the more reasons to dye your hair.

" (y/n)-san, whats your favourite color?" You were both sprawled on the roof of the school, staring at the clouds in the blue sky.
" Grey, you?" You replied, gazing at the passing clouds, figuring out what shapes they were forming.
" Amaranth, i think its a beautiful color," He responded, turning to look at you,
" Can you dye your hair amaranth next?" You turned to look at him,
" Sure." Your lips pressed into a thin line.

You looked at yourself into the mirror, looking at your purple locks as they fell perfectly on your shoulders, excited to show Nishinoya your new hair. You arrived in school, trying to find him, but failing to do so. Until you chanced upon a grey note on your table.

" Go to the places where this color is seen the most and you will find the next clue- hazel brown."

You were curious, wondering what this letter meant. You walked to the study corner behind your school where brown tables lay. Looking around till you spotted a similar grey note, with a packet of chocolate milk attached,

" Ash purple."

Ash purple? Oh! The library. You thought, making your way to the purple painted walls. Finding the next grey note, with a purple washi tape next to it ,

"Ash grey."

You finally realised that these were in order of the colors that you've dyed your hair previously, wondering who would remember these details, you walked towards the sky terrace in the back building of the school. Spotting another grey note, this time matched with a grey highlighter.

"Ocean blue."

This time you had to think, not recognising any place that had the ocean blue color. " The pond?" You guessed, walking towards the miniature park in your school. Finding the grey note matched with a breathtaking drawing of the ocean.

" The first note."

Frankly, your heart was thumping, and your mind racing, trying to figure out who would do this, a name evidently appearing in your mind. As you ran to the classroom, you found the man who you had been looking for.

" Hi (y/n), before you say anything, I just want you to know that I love your hair, I love all your vibrant colors. But more importantly, I love your personality, your little quirks and your pet peeves, you intrigue me (y/n) and I want to know more about you." Nishinoya stepped forward, handing you beautifully amaranth painted roses, scratching the back of his neck subsequently.

" I- wow." Was all you could say, as you looked around to see how he had decorated you table with purple items.
" Theres nothing much to know about me, aside from my hair, i have nothing to really offer." You replied honestly.
" are you kidding? I think your hair is the least interesting about you! Not that your hair is bad, I just find you so much more.." He proceeded to groan, not finding the right words. You laughed, looking at how awkward he was standing infront of you. You stared at him, not knowing what to say, as this was the first time you had someone do this for you. It was silent, till he pulled you into his embrace,
" Will you be my girlfriend?" you didn't hesitate to nod your head, as he captured your cherry red lips in his own, delving deeper into the kiss.

You left your hair the way it was, because you discovered a reason to do so.

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ok this kindaaaa sucked!! i tried my best though. i remember reading this story idea somewhere, but it was vaguely like this so i decided to play it out the way i felt would fit best. look at my cutie patoot nishinoya ZZZZZ thanks fr reading if theres anyone even reading 😅

-aly.