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the young rockstar was laying back in the cushioned chair, humming to some radio song while elbow-deep in a bag of ruffles. he had made himself comfortable once the two of them made their way into the stylist room, already eating some of the snacks they bought and sharing up at the only drawing he had taped to the mirror when ms. euna left.

"so have you dyed someone's hair before?" taehyung asked, tearing his eyes away from the painted stick figures to look at the man through the mirror. that man just looked up from slipping on the gloves, already having the bright dye sitting in the bowl with the brush ready and timer set.

jungkook nodded. "yes."

"have you bleached hair?" he asked this time, knowing very well his dark brown hair would not take well to the color they chose. jungkook just nodded again and seemed to fall back into his more quiet mood where nods and single words were more commonly used.

taehyung just hummed and shoved another handful of chips into his mouth, watching crumbs fall over the front of his shirt through the mirror. he didn't think he was nervous, it was just hair that could grow back. plus he's had his hair bleached before. the poor boy just wasn't expecting to feel his stomach drop so fast when jungkook started right away and slapped on a bit of bleach with the brush on a strand of the boys hair.

there was no going back now, his trust and well-being of his hair was now in jungkooks hands. the head stylist just continued on, taking sections and adding the bleach with the brush in even amounts and making sure it was covering every piece.

"who's hair did you bleach?" taehyung asked after some minutes of not talking. the man doing his hair just sighed, knowing there would be more questions but still feeling drained once they came to light.

jungkook just added some more bleach to the brush and continued on. "well now i can add you to the list." he said, vague and still not answering the question whats so ever.

the rockstar looked like he was going to ask another question, based on how jungkook was watching him through the mirror. he never got the chance to, because the ravenette cut in, "can i have a chip." he asked.

it through him off, big eyes blinking and hand frozen inside the bag. "but your hands are busy." taehyung said, meeting the males dark eyes in the mirror and suddenly forgetting whatever he had been thinking about. the only thing up there now were thoughts of those pretty eyes staring back at him.

jungkook seemed to think too, as if the words left his mouth too quickly. his mind caught up though, and he just stood there, until opening his mouth like the boy could read his mind. apparently he did, because taehyung hated the way his cheeks tinted in color while reaching for a chip and holding it up to place the snack in the older males mouth.

their eyes didn't seem to move just yet, except now the mirror wasn't the focus and taehyung had tilted his head to look up when giving him the chip. jungkook stared down too, chewing slow before speaking even slower, "tasty."

the color didn't stop there, not just staying on his cheeks and deciding to warm up the boys ears and even his neck. taehyung looked away so quick and stared down at the bag and continued to stuff some more into his mouth. "i know right, so tasty. did you pick this one? or did i?" taehyung started to ramble again, "either way, good choice." his chewing filled the room.

jungkook chuckled, not minding the way he started to ramble since the questions stopped. that's how it went, one finishing the bleaching while the other ate and talked enough for the both of them. jungkook would hum and nod when it was appropriate to show he was listening.

finally a two bags of chips were empty and taehyung was sitting there with nearly white hair, dried and ready for the color to now be applied. "which one next?" taehyung was busy digging through the grocery bags and not even paying attention to the other male.

"taehyung sit." jungkooks feet and back were starting to hurt from standing so long, plus knowing they were only half way done now. the boy was still talking about cheetos now, and how they were better than the spicy doritos they had just inhaled minutes before. "i want to get this over this with." jungkook groaned a little.

at this point he sat down instead of the rockstar, whatever he was saying was not being heard at all. taehyung grabbed a bag and a can of diet soda, walking over and standing beside the chair. "do you mind sharing?" he asked the ravenette, sipping from the can and then holding it out to him.

jungkook looked from the can and then back up at the males face. taehyung didn't know what being shy was like, or being modest, or even holding back a single piece of his personality or thoughts. it didn't take long for the stylist to see that, but he also didn't mind, so he grabbed the can and took a long sip.

"you took my seat." taehyung said, bleached hair looking funny when he's had such dark colors for so long. jungkook didn't make a move to get up, he sipped the soda again. "so."

taehyungs eyebrows pinched together for a second, taking the can back and frowning. "i shared and you stole my seat. how rude." he said.

those thin pink lips twitched, as if hinting that a smile wanted to show. jungkook just tilted his head slightly, bangs shifting to the side while he did so. "well i thought you got everything you wanted." it was the first thing he said that may have been somewhat playful, and nearly touching the lines of teasing.

it was a tricky game to play with the rockstar. any hints of teasing or playful nature had the thoughts running in the young mans mind, shown by that smirk on his lips and the surge of confidence shooting through his chest, down his arm and legs and making them move on their own until he was throwing one leg over the oldest thighs and choosing that spot as his new seat. that had jungkooks eyes wide, the surprise clear and for once his emotions evident. taehyung smirked at that some more, not caring the bag of chips had been dropped to the floor, leaning in and speaking sweetly. "i do."

there was only a few seconds for a reaction to be seen, but it felt like forever with that male sitting on his lap and just staring at him like that. jungkook couldn't help the way his stomach seemed to turn, the beating in his chest from the closeness, plus the awkwardness to keep his hands somewhere that was okay but also really okay but also not weird since technically this was also his boss still.

"oh shit." taehyung leaned back, still sitting on the ravenettes lap as he leaned over to grab the bag of snacks. jungkook bit the bottom of his lip when the boy moved on top of him. "five second rule." the rockstar smiled innocently and stuck the chip in his mouth.

he was oddly comfortable sitting where he was, not feeling weird for what he was doing and just eating the damn food. jungkook however wanted the floor to swallow him up.

"we should finish your hair." he finally found the words to speak, also silently sending thanks to whatever deity he believed in for his voice not cracking. taehyung nodded and got off his thighs no problem, sipping the soda and waiting for the stylist to get up for him.

which he did, while clearing his throat and trying to not seem weird about that. taehyung sat down and started talking like nothing happened, like it was weird what he just did and jungkook was standing there feeling like he was about to freak out. he did his best to hide that though, behind a stoney exterior and dark eyebrows like usual.

taehyung however had already seen it, the crack in that statue that had things starting to shine through and reveal things. he sat there and talked about something stupid, but the boy snuck glances up at the mirror between bites of chips, a cheeky little smile on his lips knowing very well that his stylist was not opposed to the idea of the pretty rockstar seated on his thighs.

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