tabito karasu.

Everyone thinks these two scruffs are lovers, but they deny it with far too much confidence. Lying? A hundred percent hit.

Both guys are at Eita's place, since he was the one who gathered them there. The whole thing started because he asked his "friend" to help him dye a strand of hair that had started to lose its shade and return to its original color. It was no surprise that he agreed and rushed over immediately, bringing the dye and the special brushes meant specifically for coloring hair on the scalp.

Eita explained everything to him, but threatened that if he painted his face or anything other than the required strand, he'd personally dip him in the dye. Surprisingly, everything was going more than smoothly. Tabito was dyeing the guy's hair while the latter occasionally reminded him of the agreement and the ban on coloring anything else. The guys chatted about everything under the sun and laughed at jokes that only they understood.

• Oh, Eita... — the youth said, before turning his friend toward him by the chin and tilting his head from side to side, looking at him as if evaluating the result.

• What?? What happened? — the blonde grew anxious, - Did you paint something other than the hair?

To which Tabito laughed softly.

• You're so easy to scare... you're such a cutie, — he added at the end, running his hand through the untouched hair.

Then, he simply wiped away the drops of dye that had dripped onto his face during the process.

• Wait, Otoya, — he paused, – you've got a little bit of dye here on your face.

The youth moved closer, wiping the green color from where it absolutely shouldn't be. But even then, he still managed to smudge the guy even more, causing the latter to swear loudly, though he mixed it with a chuckle so the other wouldn't think he was actually being scolded or punished.

• Oh... damn. Sorry... — Tabito whimpered, before once again brushing the guy's face with the pad of his finger.

hair dyeing green.