bad + yoonseok

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they soon returned to their alley way with a (stolen) box of hair dye and some water bottles.

"we probably shouldn't be doing this in the dark" yoongi realised
"it's black, you can't see it anyway" taehyung reasoned, although they did decide to move closer to a street lamp.

yoongi closed his eyes as taehyung began messing with his hair. it was quite relaxing actually, even if he was likely to look ridiculous afterwards.

"lean forward" taehyung instructed after a while. yoongi did so and prepared to get practically waterboarded.

after rinsing the excess dye from his hair he attempted to shake it dry, which didn't really work, until tae offered him his jumper.

he dried his hair (staining the jumper in the process) before turning to his friend.
"how do i look" he did some model poses making taehyung laugh.

"one sec" taehyung fumbled around his pockets for his phone. he took a picture with the flash on, making yoongi squint at the sudden brightness.

tae stared at the picture intently
"it actually looks good" he smiled proudly
"let me see" yoongi moved to sit next to the red head, looking at the picture of himself on the screen.

"not bad" he smiled "you exceeded my expectations"
"as always" taehyung smirked
"i'll probably catch a cold now though" he felt his still damp hair
"oh well" tae shrugged "at least you look pretty swag"
yoongi punched his friend as both of them laughed
"don't ever say that again"

;

hoseok almost had a heart attack on tuesday.

he'd bumped into yoongi on the way to lunch again, except his hair was no longer an angelic, faded blue. it was black.

and it looked good.

in fact, it looked hot.

see, hoseok was fairly innocent (compared to most boys his age anyway) he was nearly 17 and still a virgin which he often got teased for.

but fuck, yoongi looked so good he didn't feel all too innocent anymore.

"hi" he smiled as hoseok stared at him, seemingly at a loss for words.

"hi" hoseok eventually stuttered out "your hair-"
"oh yeah" yoongi ran a hand through his newly dyed locks and hoseok physically trembled.
"i dyed it yesterday. looks cool right?"

it looks fucking amazing the younger boy thought

"yeah. i like it" hoseok smiled

yoongi continued talking but hoseok wasn't listening. he bit his bottom lip as he stared at the older boy. how could someone be so handsome? it wasn't fair really. he was trying to get over his crush but then he has to go and dye his hair

"hoseok?" yoongi asked when the brunette didn't answer his question
"uh, yeah?" hoseok snapped back to reality after accidentally eye fucking his friend for too long.

"i said do you want to hang out today?" he repeated, his cheeks suddenly a little pink.
hoseok nodded "yeah. sure" and smiled innocently.

yoongi started talking again and hoseok stared at his mouth. his lips looked so soft and pink, so kissable-

"so i'll see you later" yoongi smiled as he started walking backwards to his next class
"see ya" hoseok waved as the older boy turned and walked away.

fuck he thought. he had it bad.