okay hear me out: brian cutting readers hair!! idk but i feel like this could be kind of intimate? you have to trust someone to let them do it and also brian having a sharp object near reader could make him have interesting thoughts! just an idea for you to explore because i love your writing style :)
what a beautiful idea omg! and thank you for the kind words my sweetheart mwah
you watched from your soapy bath as he cuts flowers, planning to throw the petals in with you and the mountain of bubbles.
“ou what are those flowers called again?”
“pink lillies” your rudy answers, not looking up from his current craft. the way he’s eying the scissors, ever so gently cutting each petal with tender care. he traced the fragility of them, reminding him of the softness of the petals in your hair the day he met you, the softness of your hand…
“awww.. my ends are kinda dead” you pout. you had the most beautiful, longest hair brian had ever seen, the texture alone hypnotized him.
he looked up from what he was doing for the first time, looking over you with a cocked brow. “oh yeah?”
“mhm..” you watch him approach, then a hand full of petals being gently tossed into the bubble bath.
“they’re the prettiest dead things i’ve ever seen…” he teases, and crouches down beside the tub. his hands were gliding through your long wet locks, but what you didn’t know is that that meant a lot, coming from him.
you smile bashfully, your eyes fixed downwards at his compliment, nice tingles going through your body as he gently plays with your hair. “thank you, but, i def need a trim or something”
he hums, separating your long hair in twos and putting each section in front of your shoulders, watching the way the soap from your ends makes your pretty chest glisten.
he walks away for a moment, pack to the petal counter, before returning with a pair of scissors.
you smile happily as he strips and joins you in the bubble bath, sitting behind you and gently placing you on his lap underwater. he runs his hands through your long wet hair, the gentle touches to your back sending more tingles down your spine!
he grabs a small section, inspecting the shine, texture and softness of it. you were playing with the petals like a sweet babydoll, completely trusting him with something girls hold so near and dear to their heart.
“pleaseee don’t cut too much though, only a little bit” you reach down underwater and put your hand on his thigh, squeezing gently to let him know you’re serious.
“show me how much” he says, gently pulling all your hair over your shoulder.
“mm, like this! please” you hold up your hair, pinching about a centimeter’s worth of your ends. he chuckles, taking the tiny hand holding your pretty hair and kissing it.
he kisses your glittery nails, his other hand gently tracing your back with the scissors. he watches the trail of indentation it leaves on your soft skin, the bubbles gently cascading down your back.
he’s fascinated with your body, of course. how could he not be! his obsession was a little bit unhealthy in moments like this, though. the urges to just push the blade of the scissors a little further, just a bit… the thought of your body arranged, each piece separated with a pretty red bow…
he’d never, of course. he didn’t want you dead, that was the difference. but his devotion to your skin, the beauty and softness of each limb, he wanted each part to himself. he just wants to play with you, but this was a version of his love language that wouldn’t result in losing his sweetheart.
“that feels nice” you giggle with a soft sigh, your hands absentmindedly grabbing more petals to grasp and play with before your eyes flutter closed.
“yeah?” brian kisses your soapy scalp before he brings all your hair to the back, combing through it with his fingers to get it even.
he traces across your hair with the scissors, about a centimeter above your ends because he listens to you, practicing a straight line. he starts snipping, collecting the hair in his hands so it doesn’t float in the water.
“i love your hair…” he mumbles, his mouth slightly agape as he focused on getting it perfect.
“i love your hair moreee” you giggle- your shoulders rise and fall slightly, and he gently wraps his hand around the back of your neck, shushing and stilling you.
he traces that hand down, over your soft hair and down your lower back and you try not to shiver because you get so many tingles!
“all done” he says after a few moments, his hand resting the side of the tub, the scissors still wrapped by his fingers.
“thank you so much, rudy baby. i know it’s perfect, i don’t even have to look” you smile and turn to hug him. he wraps one arm around you first, then bringing the one holding the scissors around your neck. the blade, the edge of it gently rested against your cheek- you don’t flinch at this, just looking up at him.
“you’re just so, so pretty” he leans down a little, your noses almost touching as he looks at you with a look that can only be described as.. total admiration.
you scrunch your nose, smiling back at him. you lean up slightly to kiss him, the blade gently indenting your cheek as you move- just like how he traced it over your back.
something in that moment, the intimacy, the trust, it makes him throw the scissors to the side and grab you. he stands up, kicking the switch to open the drain, and turns on the shower.
you gasp at the cold water, before you could finish it he catches your soft lips in a heated, messy kiss. he pushes you against the wall, the water flowing from behind him onto you both as he kisses down your neck, a hint of desperation in his movements.
you had no clue, no idea what it meant to him, the way you just accepted it, the sweetness seeping from each pore that stands when you tingle, when he drags the blade across.. oh, and when you caused it yourself, just leaning up to kiss him and letting the blade leave its almost red trail.
he was worshipping your body, holding you against the wall and kissing all over to claim you the best he could, to the limits he has for you.
you whine, watching the bubbles go down the drain from behind his shoulder as he almost tries to swallow your body whole, no hint in your whole mind the things running through his mind.
i’m so sorry this took sooo long! i accidentally didn’t save it after i finished it the whole time, i was so mad omg i needed a sec but i think this rewrite is much better!
