HAIR CUT → JEONGCHEOL

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"The wig isn't sticking to my head!" Seungcheol whispered frantically. "Jeonghan, help me!"

"Who asked you to go bald again?" Jeonghan said as he rolled his eyes and tried to get the wig to stay on Seungcheol's head.

"Who asked you to replace my shampoo in the first place?" Seungcheol shot right back.

"Alright, mister," Jeonghan let go of the wig, the wig falling to the ground. "I don't need this sass."

"I'm sorry!" Seungcheol picked up the wig and handed it to Jeonghan. "Please, just help me now!"

"I cannot believe this is happening in my store," Jihoon rolled his eyes.

Jeonghan and Seungcheol glared at Jihoon before going back to fixing Seungcheol's hair. The wig decided to fall off as Seungcheol was working- he was working at the register when it happened, and the lady he was handing the coffee too fainted when she saw his hair suddenly slip off. Seungcheol had a basketball game later that night, and he really needed that hair on his head otherwise Chan was going to have a heart attack.

"Why are you even doing this for him?" Jihoon asked. "Just tell him you went bald again."

"I wish I could, but Chan told me he was so glad my hair grew back because he cried when he found out I went bald," Seungcheol said. "I don't want to give the kid nightmares."

"I think we need to tape the wig," Jeonghan said as the wig slipped off Seungcheol's head again. "Jihoon, do you have double sided tape?"

"That's the most specific request-" Seungcheol started.

"Yeah, let me go get it," Jihoon interrupted.

Seungcheol sat there with his jaw dropped as Jihoon returned with double sided tape just moments later. Jeonghan secured the wig onto Seungcheol's head with the tape and said, "Take it easy during the game, otherwise the wig will fall off again."

"You're not coming to the game?" Seungcheol sounded slightly disappointed.

"Should I come?" Jeonghan asked.

"That's what she said," Jihoon snorted.

Seungcheol and Jeonghan both glared at Jihoon again before Seungcheol said, "Yeah, it'll be fun."

Jeonghan looked at Seungcheol for a second and said, "Alright, but I'm bringing Mingyu along."

Mingyu met up with the boys at the coffee shop, and Seungcheol drove them all down to school. Mingyu and Jeonghan sat in the bleachers while Seungcheol went to the locker rooms to get ready for the game. Their game was against a school Jeonghan didn't even know existed, but Seungcheol assured him it would be a good game because the players from that school were really good; Jeonghan didn't even care because he didn't know how to even play the sport.

"Soonyoung is on the basketball team?" Mingyu shrieked in Jeonghan's ear. "Nobody told me!"

"I knew," Jeonghan stated simply.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me then?" Mingyu grabbed Jeonghan's collar and brought Jeonghan's face up to his.

"Look, it's Wonwoo!" Jeonghan pointed at the boy entering.

Mingyu dropped Jeonghan quickly and proceeded to gawk at the boy he liked. Jeonghan sighed and watched the rest of the team come in, Seungcheol waddling in awkwardly as he had one hand on his head. Jeonghan hissed at him to stop touching his head, otherwise the wig would fall off again.

The first half of the game went by without complications only because Seungcheol was sitting on the bench for the first half; the team needed his strength for the second half after they exhausted and scared the opposing team during the first half. Jeonghan bit his nails nervously as he watched Seungcheol enter the court during the second half. He was stretching out his muscles and rolling his neck, and Jeonghan could've sworn he saw the wig move as he leaned his head back. Chan gave him a pat on the shoulder as they got into their positions for the beginning of the second half.

"I hope that wig doesn't fall off during the game," Jeonghan muttered as the whistle blew and the game begun.

Both Mingyu and Jeonghan watched the game with baited breath. Seungcheol looked as if he wasn't putting all of his energy into the game, and it was probably because of his hair. Jeonghan could hardly breathe when Seungcheol had the ball because just the slightest movement could knock the wig off his head. There was a point in time where Seungcheol jumped and his wig moved away from his scalp slightly. No one seemed to notice, but Jeonghan almost fainted when he saw that happen. Mingyu and Jeonghan were clinging to each other as the game continued. At one point, the coach from the other school called for a time out, and Mingyu and Jeonghan were able to catch their breaths at that moment.

"I can't bear to watch this game anymore," Mingyu sighed out.

"I can't either, but we need to make sure nothing happens to Seungcheol," Jeonghan said.

The game started again, and Seungcheol ended up getting the ball three seconds into the start. Jeonghan held his breath as a tall boy chased after him. Seungcheol decided to defend himself and dribbled the ball close to him- he didn't not plan on passing the ball to anyone. Just then, another kid from the opposing team lunged at Seungcheol from the back. Seungcheol lost the ball, and the tall kid, in pursuit of the basketball, ended up swatting Seungcheol's head. The ball rolled away, the wig fell off, and everything was still. Time froze, and in that moment, Jeonghan screamed, Mingyu cried, Seungcheol was standing still, and Chan finally saw the true glory that was Seungcheol's head.

"Seungcheol," Chan was on the verge of tears. "Your hair."

Seungcheol bent down, picked up his hair, and placed the wig on his head as Chan proceeded to faint. Wonwoo, who clearly didn't know about the whole bald ordeal, walked backwards slowly off the court, only to run into the door on the way out. Jeonghan was still screaming as Seungcheol looked over at Jeonghan with a look of defeat. Seungcheol blinked, then Jeonghan blinked, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, then Seungcheol, then Jeonghan, and then Seungcheol smiled sadly.

"It's all over," Seungcheol mouthed, a single tear rolling down his cheek. "It's all over."