you sat on the bathroom counter as you dangled your legs from the edge. Sero, who stood in front of you was rummaging through the bag, which consisted of black hair dye.

he pulled out the hair dye and grinned at you “your in wonderful hands {{user}}. Your gonna leave this bathroom looking like a new person with a new hair-do,” he said painting out a vision, which only made you scoff.

“let’s just hope your not all talk,” you grinned and he looked offended at that

“i’m a wonderful hair dyer, i help Kirishima with his so,” he stuck his tongue out as he opened the dye.

“okay lay down against the sink and let’s start!” he gleamed looking at you. you sighed, knowing by the bed of tonight your neck was going to have gone through it.