part two hundred and thirteen

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[(Anonymous)]

"i see no point in living if i can't be beautiful," zitao moans, rolling over on the couch. yixing slides his hands through tao's shorn blond hair in a vague attempt to comfort. it'd been baekhyun's idea for him to bleach it, like most bad ideas are, and tao had woken up in the morning with a massive hangover and a bad case of dyer's remorse. "i can't believe you did this to me, how could you--"

"it'll be alright," yixing murmurs, and tao turns his face into yixing's thigh, breath a warm puff of air through the fabric of his pants. "hair grows back."

"honestly, i think it looks badass," baekhyun says carefully from the other side of the room, suspiciously close to the door, like he's worried tao will lunge at him if he oversteps any lines.

tao raises his head and sends him a dark look of dismay before burying his face in yixing's lap again. "you thought jongin's naruto sandals were badass, so your taste is already irrelevant. don't even talk to me right now."

"i have fantastic taste," baekhyun needles, hovering dangerously close. "those sandals were a work of art." he tilts his head to the side. "you know, you kind of look like a q-tip, now--"

yixing has to wrap a hasty arm around zitao's waist to stop him from leaping forward to throttle him.





but baekhyun has his own way of comfort, and a surprisingly subtle sense of duty. after enduring three days of zitao's cold shoulder, he drags yixing with him to the grocery store, walks the aisles of self-dyes and runs a finger down each bottle with a critical eye. there's a million and one choices that aren't piss yellow, all better options, so really, baekhyun's spoiled for choice.

tao gazes warily at the dark blue baekhyun presents him later that evening as the conciliatory gesture, and lets baekhyun guide his head down into the sink as yixing readies a comb in one hand and a towel in the other. he comes back up three hours later with his hair an intense teal color.

"okay," tao says, surveying himself in the mirror, eyes narrowed. "so this is definitely pretty badass. now i don't have to walk around with a beanie on until my hair grows out. thanks, hyung."

baekhyun beams. "now you really look like a naruto character," he points out, and dances away when tao reaches out to smack his arm. "i'm just saying!"

"you look like something out of final fantasy," yixing amends hastily.

"that's better," zitao says, flicking a drop of water out of his bangs, and keeps admiring his own reflection in the mirror.

Re: wc!au: team bbh [c] (+team a multiplier) 449w

[(Anonymous)]

lmao dyer's remorse

i love this anon!