𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑒𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠
☆ rodrick heffley x male!reader
☆ summary. hair dye can get messy, so why wouldn't you sneak out to help your boyfriend friend- with his hair? how hard bad could it be?
☆ c/w. making out, hair dye gets like... everywhere, rodrick lowkey flirty
☆ a/n. in honor of me just dying my hair blue :)- as always enjoyyy <3
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fall had just started to begin, and the deep chill of the wind flows in your hair. your window now wide open with the screen off as you try to flawlessly execute your plan for the night. currently, you were standing ridiculously still in the opening of your window because as you were trying to take the screen off of it, well- it fell. like all the way down onto your home's fence, which resulted in a cringey loud noise that of course would only happen at night, when you were actually trying to be sneaky.
after a couple of minutes pass, and you know for sure that nobody in the house had woken up, you slowly move your body back inside your room. feeling the chill from outside, you wanted to make sure you weren't freezing your ass off on the walk to rodrick's house. unzipping your backpack, you make note of all the things you already have.
snacks? check. extra clothes? check. bunch of random stuff? check. jacket? wait-
rummaging through your closet, you quickly find one of your thicker jackets in your fall clothing bin. you shove it into your bag, flinging it onto your shoulder, and crawling your way out your window. with your room being on the second floor, it seemed like a far drop- but it really wasn't. not when you had a pile of leaves to fall on, all thanks to your huge backyard tree that conveniently shed its leaves near your window.
once you successfully make it out your window and down to the side of your house, you walk your way to the sidewalk. it's gotten darker now- save for the various warm streetlights that are now lit everywhere along the streets. and a couple of cars pass up and down the neighborhood as you make your way to rodrick's house. leaves crunch under your footsteps and other people walking around this evening offer you a nod in acknowledgement as you walk by.
your heartrate slightly picks up once you make the turn on the street of his house, an unknowing smile creeping up on your face due to excitement and nervousness.
his house wasn't lit up, save for a couple of windows upstairs which you guessed was his brother since no cars were in the driveway. 'perfect', you thought to yourself- sneaking in just got a whole lot easier.
running to the back of his house, you can see the typical lights and faintly hear the music coming from his room. looking around the ground, you find a couple of small pebbles on the ground and scoop them in your hand. you hoped that he could hear the rocks on his window through his music. after throwing one pebble, there was no answer. after another one was thrown, the music coming from inside abruptly stopped and the window was lifted up.
"look who finally decided to show up," rodrick whispers from his window, hair already lathered in bleach. he brings his hand out and taps on the ladder next to the window. "c'mon, c'mon!"
laughing, you jog over and climb your way into his room- bag plopped on the floor next to rodrick's guitar. "you left me freezing out there."
rodrick turns his music back on but lowers it just a tad to hear you. "yeah? what were you about to get frostbite or somethin'?" he says, his hand reaching out to grab your cool one. chills running throughout your body as his warmth reaches you.
"actually, yeah i was," you pause and fake a pout. "then who would be able to do your hair? oh my gosh-"
"oh whatever, shut up and let's get started," he laughs out, walking to his dresser. "i already mixed the bleach but i don't have gloves for the dye."
you both looked at each other from across the room, faces basically telling each other that neither of you had gloves for the very staining dye that he has. the room erupts in a bit of laughter after a moment of you two staring at each other. "i'll just wash this bleach out and we'll figure it out from there- oh and," he flips some covers over on his bed. "i got you your favorite take out."
you thank him and watch him walk down the hall to the bathroom. the smell of food gets your stomach grumbling, and his bed looks real comfortable right now, so without much thought you end up curled up on his bed going through his collection of records.
a couple of them you recognize, others you don't. but you see a lot of the ones you've gifted him over the years, and now that you think about it, the music playing right now was one of the ones you had given him.
if you remember correctly, it was the time you two went to one of the various thrift stores last summer.
"you bored yet? or do you just like snooping through my stuff?"
turning over, you see rodrick. hair wet, bleached hair, and halfway putting a shirt on. you cover your face in hopes to try and hide the nervous smile you have and calm the heat creeping up onto your cheeks. he must've just taken a shower because the smell of his signature bodywash fills the room and he looks refreshed.
and really hot.
"well yeah, i have great music taste so why wouldn't i go through the records?" you tease.
he walks over to his window and grabs your bag, looking through it. "wow so you weren't gonna tell me you have snacks?"
you roll your eyes and sit upright on his bed. "stop being dramatic, you know i brought those for you."
rodrick finally pulls the dark blue bottles of dye out of your bag, quietly laughing. "yeah i know." he says, pulling out a coke and beginning to drink it down.
"oh don't get smart-" you start, throwing some of his pillows at him as he tries to dodge them.
"alright! alright! i'm joking," he laughs. "c'mon can you do my hair now?"
"mm i don't know..."
he walks over to you, his scent really filling your nose now. he leans down to your face, his chocolate irises looking into yours. "please?"
and how could you say no after that?
heading down the hallway to the bathroom, rodrick leans on the sink as you set down the bottles along with a plastic container. after squeezing out the dye from the bottles, you reach over and ruffle his hair, the silky strands running through your fingers. "you ready? this dye actually looks really pretty." saying the last part more to yourself than to him.
but rodrick brings the container in between the two of you, shaking the container slightly. "i want to do it too."
and the way he says it- almost like he was shy about it- caught your attention. "...so then... i mean- why did you ask me to come over and do it for you silly?"
"because..."
"because?" you ask smiling at him with squinted eyes.
in a flash, he dips one of his fingers in the container and presses his fingers on your cheek. "hey!"
"my hair can't get any blonder, we should totally start putting the dye on," he says, obviously trying to ignore your questioning.
but you really didn't mind and immediately got to work.
after about thirty minutes of spreading deep blue hair dye throughout his hair, both of your hands were stained thoroughly- some of it staining parts of the sink. "this stuff isn't permanent right?"
rodrick looks down at your hands as you play with the leftover dye stuck to your fingers. he picks up one of the bottles and carefully reads the words on the back. "uh... nope. why, what's wrong?"
"well i mean, i literally snuck out so how would i explain to my family why my hands are blue?" you ask him, quirking up your eyebrows at him.
"blueberries."
you snort and look at him with a crooked smile. "blueberries?"
"yeah just say you ate a ton of blue berries in the middle of the night and they stained your hands." and you almost believe it with the way he says it with such confidence- but you know that his idea will definitely not work. "besides, i think you could clean your hands before then."
rodrick now stares at you, blue dye smudged on his hairline and throughout his head. deep brown eyes turning into honey as the warm bathroom light hits them perfectly. it was then, that you begin to notice his unique features all over again. the tiny brown freckles that quietly dust his face, the way his nose sits perfectly between his slanted eyes. including the way his lips naturally hold a pout- especially when his focus drifts off in class.
"you're staring..." he whispers, and you now notice how close you two had gotten while you were lost in thought.
before, you tried to hide your nervous smile but now it was all out for show. "and?"
he smirks at your answer, his head tilting as he leans in and really looks at you. "well if you keep staring at me," he pauses and his eyes flicker down to your lips then back up to your eyes. "then i'm going to kiss you."
"then do it."
and as much as rodrick hates listening to anyone, he sure as hell listens to you. his lips fit perfectly against yours, the taste of cola reaching your mouth. you feel cool, stained hands reach up to you- one on the base of your neck and the other one on your cheek. he tugs the back of your neck, allowing him to kiss you deeper. one of your hand's lands on his chest, grabbing his shirt and pulling him closer to you.
after a couple of minutes, you break apart from him, but you quietly laugh as he chases your lips. "slow down pretty boy."
rodrick licks his lips and huffs. "oh, so i'm pretty now?"
"always have been."
looking behind him into the bathroom mirror, you see blue smudges all across your face and all over your neck. "you made a mess-"
he pulls you back over to him by the waistband of your pants. "don't worry about that right now," he whispers and places a couple of kisses on your forehead before pulling back. "we just made out."
"yeah we did."
"and you kissed me back."
"mhm," you hum. "in fact, i think you just might like me."
"you aren't too innocent either, your tongue was just shoved dow-"
you cut him off with another kiss, purposefully placing your stained hands onto his face before kissing the tip of his nose. "don't be cocky now."
before he could answer you though, you see the time and notice that you should probably be heading home.
like right now.
"you could just stay here..." rodrick says, noticing the time as well. he has the same pout on his lips from before and his eyes look into yours.
"for starters, you need to wash the dye out of your hair and secondly, i gotta get back before anyone wakes up," you say. "and we'll technically see each other later today."
after a quiet moment, he finally relents and hops off the sink. "can i get a kiss at least?"
you turn around, grab him by his waist and land a couple of kisses on him. his smile growing after each one. "okay you can go now, but-"
"hm?"
"we can talk later right? like- about us?"
staring at him, a shy smile grows onto your face. "of course we can."
and that was all he needed.
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a/n. is this yaoi?? lol anyways i hope you enjoyed it !!
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