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~*From Part 18*~
"Are you sure this is going to work?" Stacy could only grit her teeth at the thought of having to reassure the man for the millionth time that her plan was going to work.
"It will if you just follow the plan and do what I say"
"Listen I don't think this is a good idea-"
"You fucking owe me. Remember?" Stacy interrupted the man, reminding him with a threatening glare. The man could only let out an exasperated sigh, the feeling of guilt building up inside of him.
"Fine."
Waking up from your nightly slumber, you were expecting to be met with a face full of blonde hair tickling your face awake. However, as you slowly regained consciousness from your deep sleep, you narrowed your eyes as you slightly stumbled back from the surprise of a face full of black hair tickling your face instead.
"What?" you mumbled to yourself in confusion, reaching over to roll the body over to see Jimin's sleeping state. There he was laying in your bed, his face squished into your pillows with his puffy cheeks puffing out. Aside from his adorable sleeping position, you glanced up to see his hair all dyed back to his natural jet black hair.
"Jimin?" Hearing a surprised squeak coming from you, Jimin stirred around for a bit before creaking an eye open. He giggled as he noticed the look of confusion displayed on your face.
"Surprise," he mumbled, wrapping his arms back around your waist to bring you back into his chest. You let out a tired giggle, turning around to stare at his newly dyed hair.
"When did you do this? I never noticed it last night" you said, reaching up to feel his soft black hair. Jimin chuckled before giving you a soft peck on the tip of your nose.
"I snuck out in the middle of the night and came back to surprise you." You stared up at him in confusion, wondering how he even managed to do it.
"How did you even?"
"Lot's of knocking on Dean's door" he chuckled, remembering the look on Dean's face as he opened the door to see Jimin standing outside at 4:13 am.
"But why did you decide to dye it back to black? I thought you loved it blonde"
"My grandma saw my blonde hair and brought out the fly swatter." You let out a loud laugh, picturing the image of Jimin's grandmother pulling out her dangerous plastic fly swatter and aggressively swatting Jimin while scolding him about his blonde hair. Jimin could only roll his eyes, feeling a slight shiver run down his spine by the trauma of the stiff yellow plastic fly swatter.
"Thank goodness she doesn't know about the electric ones yet"
"Woah is that Park Jimin? Looking good with the classic black." You giggled from the side while watching Jimin do some poses to your friends.
