Hi!!!! you should most definitely write a sal fisher x reader where the reader helps sal cut his hair. Some people have pointed out that his bangs are longer where his glass eye is and what if the reader notices this and offers him some help. 👀👀👀
“Are you sure you know how to use those?” Sal’s
apprehension was clear with how much his hands
fiddled with the hem from his Sanity's Fall band-tee.
He rarely trimmed his own bangs, and when he did, it
usually ended with a blue mess of unevenly cut hair in
the sink and a clogged drain he didn’t feel like digging
“Sal, their scissors. Not rocket science.” You peered at
Sal through the scissors separated blades, watching
him readjust his position on the bathroom countertop.
He had unbuckled his prosthetic hours ago, but it still
remained glued to his side. The silicone face rested
facing up right on top of the bathroom counter, the
He had taken a shower before this, his hair still
dripping in the front where his uneven bangs rested
“I mean, hair grows back right?” His finger curled
itself around a longer section of his bangs that covered
“It does. So do you trust me?” Your head tilted, as your
gaze lingered on him before falling down to where
Gizmo sprawled, relaxed on his lap. If he stretched out
any further and he would slip off and onto the tiled
floor. Cats were agile, just not Gizmo. Too spoiled.
“Of course I do.” He didn’t sound very sure of himself.
The water from his dampen hair dripped down from
his finger to his wrist, as he squeezed the curls
“Right, I’ll get started then.” A short breath of
amusement slipped from your lips, as you made your
way between his legs. Eye level now, it was easier to
see where he needed a good trim. His uneven bangs
covered where his glass eye would normally be seen,
and below that was his skin. Deep and intricate lines
traversed across his cheek and forehead, no
subtleness but all unconventional beauty. Your fingers
pinched between strands of hair, slowly trimming
Sal peered up at you, too nervous to jostle around and
risk messing you up. But he couldn’t help the way his
heart thumped in his chest a little quicker than normal.
He couldn’t help the way his eyes lingered on your lips
more than necessary, or the way his fingers were
itching to meet yours and intertwine.
IM SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT. you can totally ask for a part two if you wish! but I hope you enjoy!! <3
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