The Ereri Project!

Bleach (Hairdresser Eren)

"Oh come on Levi, I need the practice!"

"No, Eren, I am not letting you within ten feet of my hair with bleach."

"But Levi~," he whines.

Levi sighs. "You're still in beauty school, Eren. No offense to you personally, but I really don't trust you trying to dye my hair. Aside from the fact I don't wanna dye it anyway."

Eren pouts with large puppy eyes from the other end of the couch. Levi sighs, trying to turn his attention back to the TV. Eren turns it off, not taking his eyes off Levi for a second. "Eren!" Levi whines.

Eren leans forward, keeping his pouty face on.

Levi sighs, leaning his face in his hands. "If you make my hair fall out, I'm shaving you bald and breaking up with you."

"Yes!" Eren shouts, getting up to get his stuff together.

...

"Ew, why does it smell?" Levi asks.

"It's bleach, did you expect it to smell good?"

Levi sighs again, totally regretting this decision.

Eren hums happily while he works, working quickly brushing on bleach and folding foil on Levi's hair.

Eren started beauty school right out of high school, unable to come up with something else he wanted to go to school for. He always liked to play with hair, even when he was a kid.

He always liked to style Mikasa and their mom's hair for fun. He actually did Mikasa's up-do when they went to prom.

It's not that Levi doesn't trust him, he just really doesn't want to be bald.

When Eren's finished, he goes to clean the bleach out of his bowl and off his brush. "Just sit tight for a little bit, alright?" Eren says.

"It burns, why does it burn?"

"Does it burn a lot or is it just itchy?"

"Just itchy."

"Then you're fine. Tell me if it's actually burning."

Eren pulls out a deck of cards so he and Levi play war until Eren checks his hair again. "Oh," he says but Levi really doesn't like his tone. "Time to rinse."

Levi just sighs as Eren leans him over the side of their bathtub to rinse his hair out.

"I just," Eren drawls, examining Levi's hair without letting Levi see it. "Need to put the toner in, and then you're allowed to look alright?"

Levi shrugs and lets his boyfriend work.

He only has to wait a few minutes before rinsing again. Eren washed his hair gently and dries it before covering Levi's eyes and turning him toward the mirror. "Please don't kill me," Eren mutters, removing his hands.

~~~

At work the next day, Levi acts the same as usual, ignoring the stares from absolutely everyone he passes.

He's one of Erwin's top designers so all the underlings are afraid to so much as whisper to each other every time he walks in a room.

He's on his way to drop a sketch off to Erwin when one of the secretaries finally comes up to him. "Excuse me," she says. "But, we've all be wondering, who in the world does your hair?"

Levi cocks an eyebrow, absently running his fingers through his newly platinum blonde locks. "My boyfriend," he replies, smiling slightly.

"Do you think he would mind if I set up an appointment with him?" she asks.

Levi shrugs and jots down Eren's phone number. "Call him and see. He's still finishing school so I don't know how you'll feel about someone who's not completely qualified working on you but I'm sure he'd love the practice."

"Thank you!" she grins, taking the paper and walking back to her desk to rejoin her friends.

Levi nods and keeps walking.

Maybe letting Eren bleach his hair wasn't such a bad idea after all.