You were over at Natsu’s apartment that was conveniently close to campus, his cat, Happy, ironically cheerful as he lies on his back, tapping at the yarn toys with his paws as you linger over Natsu’s shoulders.

You’ve been dating for a few months now, back when his hair was completely pink, but his roots are showing now. Not that it doesn’t look good, but you’re enjoying the idea of dying it another color, although he won’t let you.

Your arms wrap around Natsu from behind, kneeling as his eyes are set on the tv in front, his thumbs moving the joysticks on his controller as he plays Resident Evil 7, the lights in his bedroom dim.

“Come onnn, let me dye it a fun color! Like purple?” You suggest with a smile, and Natsu only denies the idea. “No way.” He says, remaining still as his hands slightly flex with each movement on his controller, and you hum in understanding.