We Are the Kids From Yesterday

It's a Compliment, I Swear

A/N: im so stressed rn, my updates might be slower... no promises but imma try and maintain my schedule

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Party hadn't cut his hair in months and it had gotten to the point where he even admitted the length was getting a bit out of hand. Too long for his liking. He had rummaged through drawers to look for a sharp object that would properly cut through hair. Nothing for a bit, until he finally came across a pair of faded purple safety scissors that were too small to even really fit in Party's hand but he had to admit it was better than nothing. He took the scissors and (completely estimating the length) started chopping it off until it sat just above his shoulders, messy and disorderly.

You see, Jet and Kobra had gone somewhere, Jet wouldn't tell where but they had gone to a place and were getting a thing. This left Party with the perfect opportunity to cut his hair. He took the pieces of red fluff that had fallen from his head and put them in a plastic bag he found in the same drawer the scissors were in. Now what was he to do with a plastic bag of bright red hair? Party had an idea of course.

He walked out from the kitchen area where Ghoul was sitting, seemingly bored out of his wits. "Hey Ghoul, I got a gift for you."

"I swear to god Party Poison, if you're about to throw another dead animal on my face..." said Ghoul, sitting up suddenly alert. Ah, memories, the last time Party had opened a conversation with 'I have a gift for you.'

Party actually giggled before taking out the bag of his hair and dropping it in front of Ghoul. "My hair."

Ghoul looked from the hair to Party and smiled. "Only you, you fucking nerd. What am I supposed to do with a bag of your hair?"

"I dunno, snort it like it's cocaine or something/"

That got a loud laugh from Ghoul. "I'm not gonna snort your goddamn hair You're literally the weirdest person I know."

"Thanks, I try."

Ghoul leaned forward a bit and brushed one of Party's (now shorter) pieces of choppily cut hair out of his face. "Nice 'do," he teased, smoothing the messy hair with his hands.

"Oh, leave me alone," said Party with a smile. "I choose to think it looks great on me."

"Choose the right answer next time."

Party let out a playful gasp before slapping Ghoul lightly and almost shouting, "I actually hate you so much!!"

"Love you too."

Party grinned, hitting him again. The guys had all gone to sleep tense the night before due to their previous interaction with Noir. That was actually why Jet decided to take Kobra with him to get this thing Party and Ghoul weren't allowed to know about. He was just slightly worried that someone would attack him and ultimately decided on Kobra.

Soon enough, Party sat down in the booth, across from Ghoul and looked him in the eyes as he said, "I'm sorry about last night and my responses to everything...... how cold my reaction was when you said you... when you said you loved me."

Ghoul blushed softly, looking down, "No, it's fine. I get it, you were pissed."

Party nodded, going on, "It's just that I was in such a difficult situation. If anybody else had come at Kobra like that I'd kill them, blacklist, they'd be dead to me. If you were anybody else I... but that's the problem, you're not anybody else. You're you and I... I love you. I couldn't."

Ghoul grinned softly, "I'm the one who should be sorry, let's be honest. I went way out of line, a complete overreaction. I hope Kobra'll forgive me."