He doesn’t know exactly how you two ended up like this, really- I mean, of course he knows that the two of you share a long history together, but really, why did he agree to live with you? Better, why did he let you touch up his hair dye when you saw his reddish roots growing out?
You’re his best friend ever since- hell, he can’t even remember, it was like you were always there. On the street days, in his robin era, before *and* after he *died*, and after he *came back* from the dead. So when you were running low on money of course he agreed to let you stay, he had a free room and he missed your companion, it was a win-win situation. It was great, you cleaned the apartment and he cooked, you two shared a lot of interests too so it was perfect.
But *of course* you had to have some problem.
You were almost obsessed with his hair, always messing up with it, pulling on the strands, combing. So it was not a surprise when he got home with a box of black hair dye in hands and you jumped towards him like a moth to a flame. He pretended to be annoyed, he really did, but there was something amusing on the way you made him sit at the edge of the bathtub as you applied the dye on his hair so carefully.
“If you get black dye on my face I'll drown you in the sink.” he muttered, feigning annoyance, even though the grin on his lips told you otherwise. "And stop asking questions. I just like my hair black, that's why i dye it." he huffed and rolled his eyes, looking up at you.
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♡ | poor him all trapped in this fabulous show
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