"Andrew, your hair is out of control!" Y/N said with a laugh as she sat on the couch at their shared apartment. Her handsome ginger boyfriend had just come downstairs after sleeping in and his legendary red locks were crazier than ever, sticking up in all directions. He ran a hand lazily through them and shot his girl a sly grin.
"I just woke up, I always look like this in the morning," he said with a shrug, and she giggled. "I don't know, it's even crazier than usual," she said with a laugh, and he rolled his eyes playfully.
Andrew has taken his relaxed style to a new level in the past few months. Ever since he and Shane had stopped actively filming, he'd been hanging around the house, sleeping in, watching football and drinking with his old friends. He was in a sort of career transition, and he wasn't in much of a rush to figure it out, as he was financially stable from his cut of the palette and merch he and Shane had done the previous year.
Y/N worried a bit about him, but she was careful not to nag him, knowing how difficult all the changes in his life had been. However, Y/N had a regular job, as a pediatric night nurse, and her rigid schedule didn't mesh well with Andrew's idleness. She was trying everything to be supportive, but as he let himself fall further and further into his forced "break" from work, Y/N started to worry about him.
His hair was the latest piece in his quest to shed the person he'd become in the last three years of working with Shane. The cameraman was known for his legendary wavy locks, but in the past few weeks, he'd let it grow so long that the red waves had turned into full-on curls, flying everywhere haphazardly. Even his usual baseball hats couldn't tame the hair, and Y/N was wondering if he was even noticing. He was always so handsome, but she worried that the crazy long hair was just a metaphor for him letting it all go.
Y/N looked her man over, noticing as his hoodie and joggers swallowed his 6 foot frame. His face looked so much thinner, and she hoped he wasn't becoming depressed as he sat around. She tilted her head a bit, choosing her words carefully.
"Babe, it's pretty hot today. Don't you think you might want to go with shorts?" She asked and he shrugged a little, looking unbothered. "What do you have going on today?" She asked him. Andrew scrunched his eyebrows together in thought before grinning at her. "Nothing!" He said with a laugh, and Y/N shook her head.
"I'm off today. Maybe we could hang out and, you know, get you out of the house," she offered. Andrew smirked at her. "Baby, are you trying to tell me something?" he asked with a giggle, and she shook her head briskly. "No! I just want to hang out. We could go get lunch or coffee. And maybe... well, I could make you a hair cut appointment?" She added timidly and her man guffawed. "You don't like my long slacker hair?" He asked and she smiled.
"I love everything about you Andy. But you know, a little trim may make you feel nice and fresh," she pitched. Andrew smirked again. "You know, Miss Priss, I seem to remember getting a lot of positive feedback on my new look when Shane posted that demon video," he said with a shrug, and Y/N nodded. She knew he was right, as she'd read all the thirsty comments from Shane fans discussing how hot her man looked with his long crazy curls, but she thought about it. They were excited to see him and didn't know how vacant and withdrawn he'd been the past few weeks. She flashed him a small smile, trying not to be negative.
"I'm not saying it doesn't look good baby. I'm just saying, you know... a hair cut might make you feel like the old you," she said softly, and he shrugged. "Yeah OK baby, make me an appointment, I'll go," he said, and she called the salon where she generally went on Robertson Blvd.
A few hours later, they were headed to get Andrew's hair cut. He'd changed out of his joggers and hoodie and into regular shorts and a t-shirt, hat pulled firmly on his head, and she studied him carefully as he drove along. He noticed and offered her his right hand as he steered with the left, and she gratefully took it, smiling as he rubbed his fingers soothingly over her knuckles. They pulled up to Y/N's salon and checked in, and they introduced Andrew to the pretty blonde stylist named Cassie who would be cutting his hair. She was apparently a fan of Shane's channel, and more so, she was a fan of Andrew. As soon as she realized it was him, the young pretty stylist squealed, clapping her hands together excitedly.
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Andrew Siwicki Imagines (Andrew Siwicki x Reader)
FanfictionOne shots and imagines about everyone's favorite ginger cameraman! Requests and suggestions welcome! Some fluff, some smut, some romance, all about our fave! :)