Bands imagines.

Ricky Horror

            “Ricky can you help me dye my hair?” You yelled down the hall. You had just finished bleaching your hair, and wanted to make sure you didn’t miss any areas with the dark blue dye you were using. Rickey came in and his jaw dropped.

            “Is that the color you’re keeping?” he asked, a surprised tone in his voice. You laughed and shook your head.

            “I’m going dark blue,” you said, pointing to the bottle of dye. He nodded and pulled some gloves on. He squirted some into his hands and started rubbing it in your hair. Once he rubbed it in, he looked at the bottle.

            “There’s some left. Wait, what if I…” he said. You looked at him and laughed.

            “You aren’t going to do some blue are you?” you asked. He smiled deviously and nodded. You sighed with a smile on your face. He sat down where you once were and you grabbed a new pair of gloves. You put the bleach solution in his hair and waited for the time needed. Then, you grabbed the rest of the dye and put it in, slightly hoping it would blend in with his black hair.

            Once both of you had washed your hair out, you turned around to show each other. You gasped and looked at Ricky. There was a dark blue streak behind his right ear, and god damn did you think it was attractive. You could tell he loved the blue hair on you from his face.

            “You look so gorgeous with blue hair holy shit I mean not that you weren’t gorgeous before but holy shit oh my god.” he said, chuckling. You smiled and hugged him.

            “Thanks for helping me babe.” you replied, pecking his lips. “You like your streak?” you asked. He grinned and nodded.

            “Thanks for that Y/N.” he said, hugging you.