White Knight Week Day5: Color Exchange
Jaune:*slowly opens door*
Jaune:*slowly peeks in* Hey.
Weiss:What the- why are you being weird. I thought someone was about to break in. How was your hair appoint-
He opens the door fully, revealing the pure white hair devoid of any blonde.
Jaune:So donât freak out.
Jaune:I MISSED UP! I told them I wanted something like my natural color!
Weiss:And they thought the blonde was fake?
Weiss:..Pffft HAHAHA! AHAHAHA!
Jaune:Well Iâm glad one of us is having fun!
Weiss:Did you not look at the bottle they were using!?
Jaune:I donât know the fancy names they use for hair color! By the time I realized they werenât bleaching it first, they were practically done.
Weiss:I donât go with you to the salon and this happens? You paid for them to do your hair wrong.
Jaune:I think the shock of my face earned me a discount.
Weiss:Well on the bright side, it doesnât look bad on you. It kinda reminds me of grandpa.
Jaune:Thatâs the last thing I needed to hear.
She walks over to get a good look. Weiss had to admit he pulled it off. It didnât look damaged either.
Weiss:At least they did a good job. Iâll yell at them less when I make my way up there. Come think of itâŠsince I booked it, maybe they thought you were Whitley? Or a family member in general.
Jaune:What Iâm hearing is I shouldâve been in the broadcast message with Ruby. I know Iâm not the most recognizable person but this hurts.
Weiss:Regardless, youâre gonna have to rock the look for a while. Swapping back too fast is gonna kill your hair. Especially in this heat.
Utterly defeated, Jaune hobbles over to the couch and collapses. Weiss wouldâve never thought heâd react this poorly. Then again, heâd gone there to specifically remove his white undertones. If it was any other color heâd probably live with it.
Weiss:âŠIâm stepping out for a while. Are you going to be okay.
Weiss:Alright then. No midlife crisis until I get back. *closes door*
About two hours passed before Jaune hears the door open again. The familiar clacking of heels stops him from removing his face from the cushions. Even when the sound traveled right in front of him.
Jaune:Heh, very funny. *turns head* I might deserve th-
His brain lagged just like hers did when he first walked in. Weiss didnât return the way she left. The dazzling white hair her family was known for had been replaced with a pale, golden shine of what had been looking for. The girl smiled as she reached into a bag and pulled out the color he was looking for.
Weiss:Your color is Crocea. In hindsight, we both probably should know that by heart. Especially you. Well? What do you think? *flips hair* Yang isnât the only one who can pull off blonde.
Jaune:I amâŠ.so conflicted.
Jaune:Your gorgeous. Dare I say itâs immaculate on you.
Jaune:But I also think you could sneak into my family reunion like this.
Weiss:Iâm invited anyways, but I see your point. Honestly though, your family doesnât own yellow any more than my owns- well actually Iâm pretty sure we couldâve own it, but thatâs beside the point!
Jaune:Why did you go through with it? Knowing your eyes, you could probably tell it was the right shade with applying it.
Weiss:Youâre not wrong, but youâre forgetting something. IâŠdonât like you feeling alone. Now if anyone asks, you didnât make some silly mistake. We just decided to swap. Thatâs all. This also gives you an excuse to grow out your hair more; a style I for one find very charming.
Jaune:*smiles* Hehe, you so miss the ponytail.
Weiss:I will not argue that.
Jaune sits up and losses immediate rights to his lap. Weiss smiles proudly at him, not a hint of regret in her decisions. Such warmth and sincerity. It makes Jaune laugh at himself for being so dramatic. He gently rubs her left cheek as she leans into it before he guides her face towards his for a tender kiss. At the same moment, their door opens again.
Ruby:Yo-âŠâŠ*closes door*
Yang:*walking up stairs* Hey, you knock yet?
Ruby:Now I could be wrongâŠ.but him pretty sure i just saw Weissâs brother making out with Jauneâs twin sisters.