You like to dye your hairs : People would wear make up, jewelry, paint their nails, why wouldn't you change your hair colours every few months ? Aiden was an old depressed kid : Natural dark haired he had been bleaching his hairs for years now. A way of hidding his past self. Behind that grin always plastered on his face, under those blond bleached hairs.

But that difference didn't matter because at the end of the day : you both dyed your hairs. Who cares what was the reasons. Insecurity, pure fashion or constant need of change you both changed the colour of your hairs. You would dye them many colours depending of your mood, he would just bleach his dark roots. You two had this sessions of '' colouring '' sometimes together, you would help each others with the little details. And when I mean help each others with the little details I mean that you would basically do everything and he would just pester you while you bleach HIS roots. Not bothering to tell you if you forgot to fill any part of your hairs. Yeah, you bleach his roots, you dye your hairs and he's just... Standing there.... I guess..?

Right now it was a hot day in June. Today was a colouring day for you two at Aiden's big, luxury, modern house. His parent were quite rich yeah. You two had been in the bathrooms for a while it was getting kinda hot so Aiden was just sitting on the sink shirtless with long shorts he probably stole from Tyler. He was just grinning and yapping like usual. And you were standing between his legs, bleaching his roots, in sport bra and long shorts you probably borrowed to Tyler too. Poor boy.

"Aiden stop moving around!!"

You groaned.

"And don't touch your hairs without gloves!"