Friend told me a while ago I should post my fics on here as well as ao3 so this is my first actual fic on Tumblr
Normally, when you go to visit the Breaker Box, you tend to come later in the afternoon, when the club is open, or a little while before opening when you help Eddie with maintenance work. Today, however, you decided to come in the morning, in equal parts due to wanting to shake up your routine, and promises to both Timothy and Chairemi to help them in the evening.
After you slip a hoodie on over your sleep wear, and making sure you looked just presentable enough to your standards, you walk happily to the closet where the Breaker Box resided in, adjusting the dateviaters carefully on your face before shooting their beams at it. The neon sign that hung on the door was un-illuminated, and the usual sounds of music flowing through the club were no where to be heard.
When you step into the empty club, you take a few moments to admire the place when it was devoid of anyone but you. The lights were almost all turned off, except for a few around the bar that barely illuminated a quarter of the space, and a few twinkle lights that flowed down the curtains on the stage. Most of the chairs and tables in the middle of the room had been pushed off to the sides, giving the room an almost ballroom look if you had your back to the bar. If you got closer to the stage, you could just barely make out the patches on the wall from when Eddie had to patch up the knife marks from Amir's act. You could still hear his complaints from when the two of you had been fixing the damage, making you chuckle as you trailed your figures across the curtains, watching the lights sparkle off the wire curtains in a muted shine.
You turn back behind the stage, walking to the door of your partner's apartment and knocking, before entering at the distant sound of one of the boys yelling, "it's open!" somewhere within the house.
You walk through the familiar hallway and up the stairs to their bedroom, where you could here the sounds of the boys arguing with each other through the door.
"Argh! Volt! Stop pulling so hard!"
"I will, when you stop moving so much!" They bickered as you pushed open the door to their room, and were welcomed to the sight of Volt struggling to get a brush out of Eddie's hair, while Eddie cursed until the pair looked up at you. A furious blush crept up Eddie's face as he straitened, pulling both the brush and Volt's hand out of his hair with a grunt and sitting up straight on the bed. Volt discarded the brush with a frustrated huff, before giving you a much more pleasant smile.
"Good morning, Livewire. I thought you weren't coming for another few hours?" Volt greeted you sheepishly, carding a hand through his hair in what was probably a vain attempt at making himself look more presentable. Eddie didn't even bother trying to fix his hair, which was a tangled mess that clumped up in knots at the top of his head, his wires tangled so much that it looked like the drawer of various chargers that sat at the bottom of your desk, that you had never made the time to unravel.
"I have some things to care of later, so I thought I'd stop by a bit earlier today." You say, with a bemused smile on you face as you take in the sight of the boys. You can't help the giggle that slips past your lips, "I'm sorry, how did this even happen?" You laugh, bracing your arm against the doorway and cackling.
Eddie hides his face in his hands in embarrassment, and Volt sighs fondly, but clearly exasperatedly. "Well you see, Livewire, Eddie here tends to have a bit of a problem with keeping his wires untangled. Normally, it's not that big of a problem, but since someone, Refused to put in the hair clips Bobby gave us specifically to prevent this problem," Volt said, with a pointed look at Eddie, "His wires have become a little bit of a nuisance to straighten out."
Eddie sits up with a grumble, mumbling a defense to Volt that you can't quite make out and going to run his hands through his hair before they touch the knot, and he groans loudly.
"Well if you would just let me braid your hair we wouldn't be in this mess now would we?" Volt retorted, and Eddie did what was probably an attempt at a glare, but was ruined by the slight whine he let slip.
You and Volt's expressions both soften immediately, and you walk over to the bed with a small smile on your lips, motioning for Volt to scoot over. The man obliges, and you crack your knuckles and cross your legs onto the bed.
"Alright Eddie, get comfortable, 'cause this is gonna take a while."He looks at you with an unreadable expression for a moment, before giving you a small smile, whispering a soft, "Thanks, Livewire," and shifting on the bed so that his back is to you and Volt and leaning back a bit so the two of you can get to work.
You and Volt sit there, untangling Eddie's wires by hand slowly for the next hour, with a few curses from Eddie if Volt accidentally pulls to hard, quickly followed by a stream of apologies, and you sucking on your finger after accidentally pricking it on a frayed wire that was sticking out at an odd angle. Eventually though, the two of you get Eddie's hair under control enough to be able to brush it, and Eddie sighs in relief as the brush scratches his scalp.
"Fuck that feels amazing." Eddie sighs, making you and Volt giggle as you finish getting his hair under control, sweeping his wires back behind his ears and out of his face with a satisfied smile.
"And we're done!" You cheer happily, pumping your fists into the air and and falling backwards into Volt's chest, who catches you with a giggle. As you do so, a lock of Volt's hair falls out in front of him and touches yours, making your hair stand up on ends from the static.
"Careful there, Livewire, we don't need to go messing up your hair after all the time we spent on Eddie." Volt chuckled softly, sweeping his still messy hair back behind his shoulder and flattening your hair back on your head.
You giggle, sitting back up and fixing your hair before your eyes settle on Volt's hair, or more rather, the state of it. Volt tracks your gaze to his hair and quickly pulls it back into a ponytail in his fist and leans his back against the back board.
"Don't even think about it." Volt warns.
"No, Livewire, you're going to get shocked if you try and touch it, and before you ask, Eddie, I'm not letting you anywhere near my hair after last time." He said pointedly to Eddie, who rolled his eyes.
"It wasn't that bad." Eddie muttered with a huff.Volt leveled him with a deadpanned stare.
"I almost went bald, Eddison." Volt glared at the man, while you snorted, and Eddie raised his hands in surrender.
"Okay, fine, it was that bad. Sorry." Eddie apologized, and lowly muttered, "Drama queen," under his breath.
"Heard that."You shake your head fondly at your boyfriends' antics, listening to them bicker back and forth before suddenly, an idea hits you.
You stand up quickly from the bed, promptly tripping and earning a distressed noise from Eddie and Volt before you stand and brush yourself off.
"Wait here, I'll be right back." You say, quickly running downstairs and into the club, searching around the bar until you find what you need. You pull your prize triumphantly out of the tool box with a small fist pump, before running back up the stairs and gasping for breath in the doorway while the boys stare at you with raised eyebrows.
You proudly show them both the items in your hand, a pair of thick electrical gloves, waving them once before promptly pulling them on and sitting back down on the bed. "Pass me the hairbrush, please." You ask them, getting a confused look from Volt, and a small smile from Eddie.
"Livewire, what are you doing?" Volt asks with his eyebrows spiking up.
"I'm doing your hair, because it's hair styling time, now turn around." You demand, taking the hairbrush from Eddie and sitting up on your knees so you can reach Volt's hight.
"Yeah, Volt, you heard Livewire, turn around." He says with a wide grin.
Volt looked between the two of you for a moment, before turning around with a bemused chuckle. You pull the gloves tightly over your wrists, being carefully to brush Volt's electric hair slowly, both to avoid getting shocked and to make sure you didn't pull to hard on his electricity… lightning… whatever the heck his hair is made of.
After you got his hair straightened out to an acceptable amount, you roped Eddie into helping you braid Volt's hair, causing some argument from the man when he realized that there were now two sets of hands handling his hair. He grumpily settled down after a while, and you and Eddie made a semi loose, but mostly braid shaped hair style, which you secured with a few of Eddie's hair clips and a stray wire.
When Volt got up to look in the mirror, a huge grin crept onto his face, and he quickly swept you and Eddie into his arms and kissed the tops of your foreheads, exclaiming over the hair style. He adamantly insisted to Eddie that you were the one most responsible, leading to a halfhearted argument between the three of you that left you all laughing.
Eventually, you had to leave the two boys so that you could help the other dateables around the house, and the boys had to start preparing for opening. You kissed Eddie and Volt before you left, embracing them tightly before you begrudgingly left the Breaker Box to go take care of other duties.
Volt kept the braid in for the rest of the day, proudly showing it off during the show and flicking it over his shoulder dramatically whenever Eddie was looking. The man would always shake his head fondly at Volt, and dragged him back to their apartment the moment the doors to the bar closed.
The three of you decided to make a tradition out of it until the day they were realized, picking out a day each week to sit in bed with their pajamas on and do each other's hair. (Though Volt still rarely let Eddie go near his hair without you helping.) After the boys are realized, and opened up their realaters office, they still make time every morning to do each other's hair with you.
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