Hair Part 2

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    "Hey Piper! Why are you here?" Nico opened the door, just to get pushed aside as Piper barged in.

    "I have arrived, sunshine boy! Get a towel, sit your ass down, and be prepared!" Piper announced.

    "Got it!" Will responded. Nico was still confused as the two moved quickly, and it seemed that they wanted it that way.

    Will ended up on the ground, on an old beach towel, with a very old and beat up shirt on.

    "Will? What's happening?" Nico actually asked, finally. Will smiled, and Nico understood exactly what they were doing when Piper pulled out dark brown hair dye.

    "I'm doing exactly what you did. Except less professional because brown is probably easier to do than the different blues you got."

    "Love, you don't have to do this."

    "You didn't have to either, yet you have bright blue hair and I have blue eyes. So I'm doing the same. I'm fixing your eyes." Will stated. Nico sat down in front of him, giving Will a quick kiss.

    "Alright. Whatever you want."

    "Stay with me and be my minion because I can't move while she's doing this?"

    "Banana?"

    "NO! You know what I mean, you dork. Never reference the yellow tic tac devil again."

    "Yeah, yeah. I know what you mean. I'm your minion."

    In the end, a sunshine boy with previously bright blonde hair now had dark brown hair. He stayed dressing in bright yellows, oranges, and overall amazing colors. He always thought of Nico when he looked in the mirror-he did it for him, after all. It was sort of a reminder that he and Nico loved each other.

    And an emo kid that started with nearly black hair, ended with bright blue. The bright, sky blue contrasted with what he always wore-darker colors, brown, black, burgundy if it's a good day,- was striking. And amazing. The blue always made him think of Will-it was like always having a piece of him.

    The dark hair and bright aesthetic.
    The bright hair and dark aesthetic.

    The little bit of each other they carried with them.

    Yin and Yang.

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