"I see you're falling for me already." He grinned and brushed a bit of snow out of my hair before looking me up and down to make sure I was alright. I gave a nervous, pained laugh at his joke. Little did he know how true it was.
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Sejun ran his hands through my wet hair, the snow having melted already. Neither of us knew what to do with it yet, just that a change was necessary. Suddenly, a thought came to mind that was perfect in every way.
"Could you dye it?" He pursed his lips, envisioning me with a different hue upon my head.
"Yes, I could. What color do you have in mind?"
"Dark red, like the tip of a flame." The color seemed to fit in every way. The moment I said it, Sejun became excited and began to work immediately. I simply sat in the chair, watching his masterful hands manipulate my hair however he saw fit.
I trusted Sejun, he was the only hair-stylist that I wasn't nervous about. He had successfully changed my look for the better a hundred times, and I knew this time would be no different.
He had silvery dyed hair, always flawlessly styled in the newest trends. His dark eyes and sharp jawline perfectly accented his sterling locks.
As he worked, I thought about my dream from the night before. I couldn't quite figure it out, it definitely wasn't about my bed like my tired mind had reasoned out. It was almost like I had a sudden fascination with fire, first the dream and now the hair. But why?
About an hour later, Sejun was done and ready to reveal his work. He had also layered it to add to the dark fire aesthetic, and now it was complete.
With one look at it, I knew that this was perfect. It almost didn't seem like my own, surprising me when I touched it and felt it's realness. When I turned my head, it moved like the flickering of a flame. While still holding those qualities, it only seemed that way when pointed out. Otherwise it just looked like a beautifully toned head of hair, as it really was.
I thanked Sejun and tried to tip him but he refused. It was his pleasure, he said. I promised to be back sooner, knowing that the color would need to be maintained so it didn't fade. And with that, I put my coat on and began the treacherous journey home.
So what do you think? I imagined it kinda this color, but you can imagine it however you like. How do you think the boys will respond?
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