just a little something i wrote based on daehyun's current hair (it's starting to look like a mullet)

 

“Disgusting.”

Daehyun sighed and pinched his nose. “You know I can’t control this! The hair stylists-“

Youngjae’s expression stayed blank. “And I can’t control what turns me off,” he interrupted. “Like that hair.”

“But-“ Daehyun didn’t mean to sound so desperate.

“No until your hair gets better. My softens when I see you.”

“Youngjae!” His voice went all high pitched.

“No. .”

“We can have the lights off! You won’t see my hair!”

“I’ll still feel it when I touch your hair.”

“I’ll put a bag over my head!” Daehyun could not be without Youngjae’s soft skin and sweet buns. How could he do something so cruel.

“No . And that’s final. I can’t let someone with a mullet get their anywhere close to me.” With that Youngjae left, the door closing harshly behind him.

Desperately, Daehyun grabbed his phone. 

“Hello? Can I get an appointment? Today, if possible.”

He will deal with the scolding from the company later.