What Would You Do? | BTS

53- bleach

warning: this scenario is a bit longer than the others :)

Today was the day you could finally be the one to dye Jimin's beautiful and luscious hair. You were very excited but nervous at the fact that you had no idea how to dye hair.

You had somehow convinced Hitman Bang to do so but you could tell he wasn't as excited as you are.

You walked in the bathroom to see your boyfriend looking at himself in the mirror, his eyes mostly concentrated on his dark blue hair.

"Babe, I'm not sure about this." He says, licking his lips nervously. You shake your head and place your hand on his shoulders. "It'll be fine~ I'll make you look good."

He lets out a mini sigh and sits down on the floor. You sit on the toilet and comb your fingers through his thick hair, wondering if you should or shouldn't do this.

'Ah fuck it, it'll be easy."

You section his hair with clips then put gloves on to make sure you don't get any bleach on your skin. You grab a towel and wrap it around Jimin's shoulders. "Okay, now it's time for the. .bleaching part."

After some time, you had fully drenched Jimin's hair in bleach, quite satisfied by how you successfully did so without getting the bleach on anything else. You remembered you read from somewhere that it should take an hour to be lighter. .or was it 30-40 minutes?

You didn't know which was correct so you just decided to wait until you feel like it should be taken off. You checked your phone, seeing it was 1:30pm.

"Lunch time." You stand up. "I'll go get us some food, I'll be back."

You came back from McDonald's and went to the bathroom to see Jimin on his phone, scrolling through Instagram. You put the bag down and gave him what he wants then ate together.

After more waiting, you decided it was time to wash off the bleach. Jimin put his head under the faucet of the bathtub and you begin to scrub out the bleach.

When the bleach was out you noticed some bald spots appearing on the back of his head, making you gasp.

"What? Y/N what is it?" He asks but as he was about to look in the mirror, you grabbed his face to make him stare at yours. You smiled nervously, "U-Uhh, let's wait until we're done putting the color in."

'Oh god, what have I done? He's balding!'

You looked at your phone, your eyes widening at the time. 3:30

"IT'S BEEN TWO HOURS!?" Your sudden outburst made Jimin anxious. He ran his fingers through his now dry and even more damaged hair, looking down at his hand afterwards.

There was a handful of hair in his hand, and he looks down at the bathtub to see more of his hair in there.

He slowly turns back to you. "Y/N. .did you really leave it in for two hours?"

". .y-yes."

"WHAT THE FU—

The next day, you woke up and look to the other side of the bed. Jimin slept facing the opposite way, his back facing you to give you a good look at his new hair cut.

His hair stylist had to give him a undercut and cut most of his hair that laid on the top of his head which made him look more of a soldier. His hair looked more spiked and edgy - you didn't mind but Jimin sure did.

As you may know, he loves touching his hair and you also love to play with it. But now that can't happen, which is why he's mad.

He shuffles around and faces you, his eyes open with a slight glare. You smile a little, "good morning—"

"Good morning my ass. I'm fucking bald." He says, pouting his plump lips afterwards.

"You're not bald, Jimin. You still have hair."

"I'll be bald if you attempt to dye my hair again." He sits up. "So no touching my hair."

"What?! I can't even play with it?" You sat up as well, not believing— well you sorta understand why but still.

"Nope, you almost destroyed my hair."

You whine and sink down into the bed, pulling the blanket over you. Looks like he doesn't want you playing, touching, or doing his hair. That's so mean! He always lets you and you always play with it.

What would you do?