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𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚 infront of ethan in the small, slightly steamy bathroom, fingers gloved and stained with brown dye as you worked it through his hair. the blonde he’d had for a while was finally fading out, washed out at the roots and a little too brassy now. it didn’t look bad, but it definitely wasn’t hitting like it used to. so he asked you to fix it, and of course, you said yes.

the playlist you two made together was playing softly from your phone on the sink, songs you both had added over time. A mix of chill R&B, old drill tracks, and random songs with memories tied to them. one came on that instantly made you smile, and you caught ethans smirk in the mirror too.

the smell of dye was strong, but not unbearable. you gently massaged it in, making sure it coated every strand, especially the stubborn blonde bits at the top.

he looked back at you through the mirror. you could tell he was relaxed, shoulders dropped, face softer than usual. It was rare to catch him like this. vunerable, in a way. still ethan, but a little less guarded.

" thanks fa this, ma, " he said quietly, his voice low but sincere.

you met his eyes in the mirror, slowing your hands for a second.