5: The Change

Once you got to the boys' home, you took your shoes off, you undid the braid, and wiped all the makeup away. You then joined them in the living room, where they were speaking in hushed tones about something. Jungkook noticed you. "Ay, what movie are we watching?" You noticed RM had a bowl of popcorn in his hand and sweets were laid out on the table, along with waters and pops. You sat next to Jin, on the floor, criss-cross. "What about some shitty horror movie?" You suggested, running your fingers through your hair. You really needed a haircut. "Humm.....no. He doesn't really do horror." V spoke up, pointing at Jungkook. Jungkook perked up, looking shocked. But he didn't protest. Eventually, yall found some rom-com to watch. But, once the God of Destruction threw a pillow at you, everyone became focused on Pillow War 1. You teamed up with Jimin. Jin teamed up with V. Jungkook had Jhope. RM and Suga teamed up. But there wasn't really a winner. You all just had fun. Until you tripped on a pillow, and would've smashed your nose on the ground if Jhope hadn't caught you by the arm. "Sorry, I'm such a klutz." You apologized, now standing, and brushing yourself off. But the boy waved it off. "Nah, you are no trouble compared to the God of Destruction over there." You giggled, and everyone else laughed and snickered.

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Now it was one in the morning. Everyone was winding down. Some had fallen asleep on others. You were wide awake, however, as Jhope told you yall had a concert tomorrow. For a new song. Which you had already heard, in the van. "Oh, already? I didn't expect it so soon." "Yeah. Neither did we." "But you don't need time to warm up, Y/n. Your voice is already perfect." Jimin said, trying to make a sleepy Jin comfortable. You blushed slightly. "Same to you all." You rubbed at your eyes, which had become heavy in the past few minutes, and yawned. "Don't go to bed yet, we need to fix your hair for tomorrow. What's your favorite color?" V asked, RM's head resting on his head. "Its silver." "And your preferred hair length?" You thought for a minute. "Right above the ear." V nodded. "Then let's go get it done." He woke everyone up, and seated you in a chair, with a towel wrapped around you. Someone brushed through your hair while RM prepared the dye. You were excited. You'd never dyed your hair before. They started cutting your hair off.

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After they rinsed your hair, the boys all took a brush, and went to work on applying the dye. Some resorted to using their fingers instead. But, after an hour, it was done. Now you had to wait at least thirty minutes for it to sink in.

And the time flew by. You were met with stories of how they met, grew up together like brothers, started with nothing. They told jokes too.

You rushed to the bathroom, since it had been thirty two minutes, and took the hair net off. You then rinsed and dried your hair, shocked at how glossy and not gray looked. The ear length hair framed your face, too, and your bangs covered one of your eyes. You went back to show the others. "You totally rock that color." "Its your style. I love it." "It compliments your skin tone." "The color makes your eyes shine." "Oh, yeah, the Army's are going to love you." "I think short hair suits you best." "Can we go to bed now?" Jimin muttered, hugging a pillow. "After this. Thank you all for tonight. I've never had so much fun. But I need sleep for tomorrow. So, goodnight, sweet dreams, and I'll see you all tomorrow." You sat down on the cushioned chair, ready to go to sleep, but Jhope shook his head. "No, there's no no need for that. We have beds." With that, they all led you to the bedroom, and you took a random bed, the one closest to the window. Then you fell asleep as someone laid a warm, too large, but comfy, hoodie over you.