a/n: this very much me projecting bcus i desperately need to redye my hair. anyway, this is pretty rushed but i hope you enjoy nonetheless. love you!
you softly threaded your gloved fingers through your hair, coating it in the red box dye. the thick red goo seeped into your hair and left red splotches on your shirt. your arms were starting to ache and your scalp was itchy. you let out a frustrated breath before a soft knock at the bathroom door halted your movements.
“you in here peach? been lookin’ all over for you.” jj’s voice was muffled by the door.
“yeah! ’m in here.” you carefully pulled one dye stained glove off and pulled the handle. your boyfriends body rested against the door frame, his arms folded across his chest. a soft smile adorned his lips as soon as he saw your red mess of hair.
“oh bug it’s all over your forehead.” a soft chuckle escaped him and you sighed in defeat.
“here let me help you.” he grabbed a washcloth off the towel rack and soaked it in warm water. he pressed it to your forehead and softly scrubbed the red stains off.
you couldn’t help but let your eyes wander up to his face. his tongue was peeking out of his lips in concentration and his cheeks were tinted red from being in the sun. your hands made their way to his waist, rubbing soft circles.
“i missed you j.” his eyes met yours for a moment and you couldn’t help but smile.
“missed you too lovebug.” he shot you a soft smile back and layed the washcloth in the sink. “there. now your forehead is back to normal.”
“thank you.” you pressed you chin to his chest, looking up at him through your lashes. “i’ve gotta wash it out soon.”
he nods and his hands find your waist, “d’you want me to wash it out for you?”
“yes please, my arms hurt.”
jj wasted no time turning on the sink, letting the water run until it was nice and warm. he pulled out the shampoo and conditioner from inside of your shower setting them nicely on the counter.
“j you’ve gotta use the conditioner they give you in the box, it helps my hair stay nice and soft.” the small packet of conditioner was bright pink with ‘step 3’ printed on it in big white letters.
“this is barely enough for one wash bug, they really ripped you off.” he examined the small pink packet, squishing it between his fingers.
“well it’s only meant to use once, maybe twice if your lucky.” you positioned your head under the sink letting the water run through your hair.
“oh my god it looks like a crime scene, is it supposed to be making the water look like blood?” his hands found their way to your hair, cautiously running his fingers through it.
a soft giggle spilled from your lips, “it’s supposed to do that, you’ve gotta keep it under the sink until the water runs clear.”
“they should make it less horrifying.” he says grabbing the shampoo and squeezing a generous glob into his palm. he begins to lather it into your hair, his fingers dragging their way along your scalp. “it’s even makin’ the suds red.”
you couldn’t even bring yourself to verbally respond, only giving him a soft hum in return. the scent of his cologne mixed with his fingers massaging your scalp is enough to put you in a trance. your tense shoulders finally relaxing and your eyes flutter shut.
his gaze flickers down to you, taking in your relaxed state. he smiles to himself as he washes the bright red suds out of your hair. “feel good sweetheart?”
you give him another sweet hum in response and soon he’s lathering in the conditioner.
a small smile tugs at his lips, “almost done baby, just gotta wash out the conditioner.” a comfortable silence fell over the both you as he rinsed out the rest of the conditioner.
“waters runnin’ clear now.” and much to your dismay his fingers made their way out of your hair to reach for a towel, wiping his hands off before handing it to you.
“thankyou for helpin’ me jay.” you wrap your hair up carefully into the towel.
