one shots (remington leith)

dye (x)

warnings: good ole smut

Remington and I walked hand in hand through the grocery store. "I need more hairspray." He stated. "You go through that stuff like its oxygen." I joked and he pushed me a little "being pretty is hard work." He said sassily. "Not that you'd understand- you're effortlessly perfect." He had a sour undertone in his voice. He pulled me into the next isle as I blushed away at his comment. He grabbed his hairspray and I glanced over at the hair dye.

"Wanna dye my hair?" I asked him- not really looking at him. His grip on my hand tightened and when I looked at him he was grinning wildly and shaking his head yes.
"Pick a colour from here." I told him and pointed at the rainbow coloured boxes. He took my hand that was in his and he covered my eyes with it. He grabbed two boxes of his choice and we left.

In the car ride home Rem was excited to dye my hair. I was confused by it, but if he was happy, I was happy.
"Okokok, lets fuckin do this." He said taking me by the hand and dragging me into the bathroom. "Eager much?" I joked and he laughed, flashing me his beautiful smile. He sat me down in the bathroom and draped me in a towel. "I used to have to dye my mums hair. It's fun" he said and I rolled my eyes with a smile on my face. "Nerd." I smirked and he kissed my head. He purposely faced me away from the mirror. "What colour did you pick??" I asked him. "Why? Are you worried? It's a surprise." He put the gloves on his hands. He winked at me when the glove snapped on his wrist. I couldn't help but laugh.

"I think it's probably bad that I trust you so much, but I have no doubt it'll be cool." I said. And he grinned at me.
Once my hair was fully dyed and wrapped he took off his gloves and threw everything out- hiding the colour from me. I turned around and posed with the plastic on my head. He pretended to take pictures of me. "Even like that, you're still the hottest girl I've ever laid my eyes on" he ran a hand through his hair and tugged me close. I couldn't help the blush from spreading on my face. "You're gonna look sick" He grabbed my face and kissed my lips. "I trust your judgment Leith. You better not disappoint me." I arched my brow.

"Have I ever?" He smirked and kissed me again, more passionately this time. "God I love you" I awed at him connecting our lips yet again. He smiled deviously at me and pushed me against the wall attacking me with more kisses. "My hair." i warned him. The dye would get everywhere- if we weren't careful.

He breathed out a disappointed sigh. "Man, when that's out- you're mine." He growled and walked away from me, or lips were red and flustered.
I couldn't help but feel the knot in my stomach turn. He never failed to make me nervous or flustered in the simplest things he did.
I had to avoid mirrors and my phone for the next little while until the dye was ready to be washed out. Remington looked me up and down and licked his lips, his jaw was tight. "Stop doing that." I complained. "Doing what?" He asked me innocently. "Teasing me, are you gonna help me wash this out or not?" I shoved him. He followed me like an antsy puppy.

I kept my eyes closed as we washed the dye out of my hair. I could hear him snickering and going "oh fuck yes," "ooooEee" "ohhhboy." "Would you cut it out?" I said scrubbing my head under the tap. "Sorry. You're just gonna look so hot." He laughed. I squeezed the water out of my hair and opened my eyes, my hands were blue. When he grabbed them, I could see they were even bluer than mine. My mouth fell open. "No way." I awed.
I spun in the mirror and my new blue hair hung in my face. "Goddamn." He bit his lip. "Oh shit yea." I practically whispered. "You like it?" He asked me, and I ruffled my hand through it.

I faced him and kissed him. "I love it." I smiled at him. And he broke out his smile. "Good." He ran his hands down my waist and onto my ass. He lifted me easily and I jumped and wrapped my legs around his torso, he pressed me against the wall and began his assault on my neck. I let out small breaths until a moan escaped my lips. He smiled onto my skin in response. "I didn't know if I could wait much longer." He growled. "It was thirty minutes." I breathed. He hummed and pressed me harder into the wall.

He carried us into the bedroom and laid me on the bed, I ran my hands through his hair. "My hair is still wet. The sheets will get messy." I kissed him again, needing him closer. "That won't be the only mess I'm making." He hummed and I almost cried out of frustration. I needed him now. He pulled his shirt over his head and I admired his toned body, his warm skin on my hands made me feel safe. He practically tore through the rest of our clothes. "You're so hot ohmygod." I said and he laughed at me. "I was thinking the same thing." He said and he lined up with me and pushed into me. I gripped him and hugged him to me.

He kept his movements steady and I did what I could to not come undone. "You're my everything" he said to me. I kissed him roughly. "Please-Rem." I begged him and he went faster. I moaned his name more times than I could count. "Oh fuck." He growled as I tightened around him.
He placed warm needy kisses on me, leaving marks. I tugged on his hair gently as the pleasure overcame me.
We rode out our highs. He laid beside me.

His blue stained hands wrapped themselves around me as I pressed my blue hands to his face. "I love you my dizzy blue boy" I kissed him.
I could feel him smile onto my skin.