[2:14pm] “taeyong I’m scared what if it looks awful!”
“we came to a professional for a reason remember?” he chuckles, amused by your nervous state.
right before the hair dresser spins you around to see your newly dyed hair, taeyong grabs your hand, rubbing his thumb across it, in an attempt to calm your nerves.
“three...two...”
“it looks amazing I love it!” looking at yourself in the mirror, you can’t believe your hair is now pink, just as you’ve always wanted.
“see baby, I told you you’d look gorgeous,” taeyong says, wrapping his arms around your waist and planting a quick kiss to the side of your head.













