We decided on a movie instead of going out. And honestly it was a nice relaxing decision. It has been quite a long time since I cuddled with someone who wasn't Jimin, and Hoseok was a perfect snuggler.

I was honestly starting to fall asleep from the comfort, but Hoseok said something interesting.

"You said Jimin was the one with ambition?"

"Yeah." I responded, yawning.

"And you think coloring your hair is ambitious?"

"Well, I guess not. But I never did anything like that. My hair has always been it's natural color."

"You never wanted to?"

"I guess I never thought about it. It wouldn't have pleased my father and I had to be on his good graces at all time until graduation or until Jimin didn't need help anymore. So I never ruffled feathers."

"Hmmm." He hummed, taking a pause to think. Then he started playing with a strand of my hair.

"I can almost hear the gears in your head turning." I laughed. "What are you thinking?"

"Well, you don't have a job to go back to, and you're going to be touring with us. Why not try a few new things?" He still had my hair in his hands, now looking at my roots. "Man, you really do have virgin hair."

I giggled, leaning a little further into him. "So you think I should color my hair?"

"Why not? Jimin would be so surprised."

"I don't know..."

"Oh, come on." He said, sitting up and making me lean up to look at him. His smile was so happy, and I could tell he was getting excited over this. "You could get pink too."

"Match my brother?" I asked. "Do you really want to look at me and be reminded of Jimin?"

He paused again, before smiling and blushing. "Actually, no."

"Well then it couldn't be pink." I said, setting more in front of him and turning my body to him.

His eyes widened slightly. "So, you will?"

"Well...maybe." I said biting my lip. It did sound fun. "But it has to be the perfect color."

"Well, what is your favorite color?" He asked, getting a little more excited.

His excitement was rubbing off on me because I too, was getting excited. "Umm...purple but I don't want purple hair."

"Do you want to lighten it, or do you want to keep it dark?"

"Dark?"

"Are you asking me?" He laughed.

"Well I don't know what is going to look good." I retaliated.

"I can assure you anything you pick will look great."

"What about red?"

"What color red?"

"Like a deep blood red."

He scrunched up his nose a bit, shaking his head.

"Well then what do you think?"

He looked over my face, and I could tell he was putting serious thought into it. "Well if you don't want to match Jimin at all, I would say a cool color. Like, blue. But like a dark blue."

"Say more things..."

He laughed. "I mean you have darkish hair, why not keep up with the tone, just a different color."

"I like that idea."

"Plus, it will be a dramatic difference, but not dramatic at the same time." He said.

"True." I said then biting my lip. Did I really have to think about this? I mean, I can say yes. "But you told your stylist that she could have the weekend off. I don't want you to go back on that."

"Yoongi's stylist is probably available. He is really nice and laid back. Kind of like Yoongi."

"Are you sure?"

He nodded pulling out his phone and tapping at it. He put the phone to his ear and waiting while it rang. "Hyung! Is your stylist hyung available tomorrow for a hair coloring?...no not for me for Noona...she wants to...yeah...okay text me if he's available?...preferably in the morning...alright...thanks...see ya."

He hung up the phone with a big grin on his face.

"I'm assuming that is a yes."

"He thinks so. He is reaching out to him now and will text me once he hears back."

"So, you all have different stylists? Even your producers?"

"Kind of. I mean Yoongi changes his hair color all the time to where I'm surprised the man isn't bald yet. But he does it depending on his mood. Jin rarely colors his hair, which is why its so thick and healthy. Namjoon is constantly bleaching his because he likes the way he looks as a blonde."

"And you idols?"

"Basically, on a rotation." He smiled. "Jimin hasn't colored his hair in a long while though because Taehyung went from blonde, to pink, to blue back-to-back. And since Jungkook isn't a fan of coloring his hair Jimin said he would this time, so Tae could bleach his hair back blonde again."

"Wow, this is all really thought out."

"I know." He shrugged. "But it keeps things interesting."

"What about you?"

"I don't color my hair often but I don't mind it. It can be fun sometimes surprising the fans every now and again."

"Hmm...if only those fans new what you were up to right now." I grinned.

He laughed looking away from me. "Unfortunately, we have to keep things like this a secret." He sighed, his entire demeanor changing. "It sucks because the rest of the guys can easily hide their relationships because we are together all the time anyway. I'm sure some fans suspect or wish but nothing serious whatsoever. If I wanted a relationship, it would be so much harder."

I ran my fingers through his hair trying to get him to relax. "I can't even begin to imagine how tough that would be." I softly spoke as he looked up.

"Remember that date?"

"I do."

"I meant it. I'm not looking for hook ups. I'd like to get to know you and see if things go anywhere...would that be something you would be willing to do?"

"I said yes to that date, didn't I?" I teased, making him smile. "But we can worry about it if it gets to that point, lets just enjoy the weekend and have fun. One thing at a time."

Before he could respond his phone made a noise making him pull it from his pocket. He smiled brightly, looking over at me. "We have an appointment at 10 am tomorrow morning."

"Where?"

"He's going to come here. There is a room up stairs that he can do everything. He said he would bring all of his supplies and equipment."

"I'm not going to lie, I'm kind of excited."

"You should be." He grinned. "It really is fun to color your hair."

"Did we decide on a color?" I asked. "I still really like the dark blue option."

"What about royal blue?"

"Oh...I like that even better."

Since the color was now settled Hoseok and I were lazy around the penthouse until I started getting tired. He was kind enough to guide me to his and Jimin's bedroom. When he was tucking me in, I was confused as he started to get into Jimin's bed.

"You're not going to share the bed with me?" I asked.

"I know we talked about it, but I didn't want to be a total creep." He laughed.

"It's up to you then." I smiled. "But I was looking forward to more snuggles."

He chuckled at me before getting up from the bed again. "Well, I'd hate to disappoint you." He climbed in next to me holding me closely to him. "Is that better?"

"Much." I sighed; my eyes closed at my body relaxed. "Goodnight Hoseok."

"Goodnight."

The next morning, I was woken by Hoseok who was gently shaking my shoulder. When I opened my eyes, he was smiling and I just couldn't help myself from smiling in return. I was still waking up and I was actually excited to be doing so.

"Good morning." I greeted him stretching my arms above my head.

"Good morning." He replied. "Sonny will be here in about an hour. He needs your hair clean and dried, so I wanted to be sure you had enough time to shower and get around."

"Oh okay, yeah I'll need to get up then."

"I'll make some breakfast, but hurry, you only have an hour."

"Okay, okay." I said immediately getting up off the bed. "I'm going."

I was quicker than usual when getting ready, but I was able to get my hair dried and in a pony tail in time for a knock to come from the front door. I was in a black tank top and a pair of running shorts when I saw a very, very tall, very thin man walking behind Hoseok into the living room.

"Where is she? I hear she's gorgeous." I heard his deep voice ring.

"Oh, she is." Hoseok laughed, until I was in sight. "Sonny, this is Jimin's sister Y/N."

"Very nice to meet you." I said, bowing.

"Of course, you are Jimin's sister, your eyes sparkle the same way his does. I keep telling him he needs to let me be his stylist, but he is attached to that skinny one of his." He said plopping his belongings down on the table. "Are we going to be doing it here in the open like amateurs or are we going to go upstairs. I have a vision and I need time to perfect it."

"Come on, lets go." Hoseok laughed, making me giggle too.

I followed Hoseok up the stairs and Sonny follow me. Right before we got to the top I heard Sonny's deep voice compliment my ass.

"And your ass is tight and bubbly like Jimin's. Girl your family as the right DNA."

I laughed and look at him as we finally made it up the stairs. "Thank you. I think Jimin's has a lot to do with his conditioning, I think mine has to do with my eating." We all laughed and once we were in this tiny room that was set up for all sorts of spa service, I couldn't help but ask. "Why is this here?"

"Its kind of a room for anything. We get massages in here, Sonny or any of the other stylists will come do our hair here. Any type of bodily things that need to happen, happen here."

"Damn."

"We do not have time for this gibber gabber. Babe, get on the chair, I'm about to bleach the fuck out of that virgin hair. Oh, it will be orgasmic!"

I did ask asked, and throughout the time he was working through my hair, we had a really nice time. Both Sonny and Hoseok made me laugh, and even when Jimin called to check in, we made sure to not let him know what we were up to. Yoongi came by to grab a change of clothes and I was still processing the blue color when he came in.

"Blue huh?"

"Blue." I laughed.

"Blue." Sonny mocked in a disgusted tone. "There will be low lights and high lights of all shades, you are the last one to be making fun of hair colors Mr. Mint Green."

"Hey, people love that color on me."

Hoseok and I both laughed, as Yoongi mumbled his way out of the room, making Sonny roll his yes. "I hate to admit it, but the mint idea wasn't that bad."

Once I was shampooed and conditioned, he blew dry my hair and styled is simply with wavey curls. "It looks so good!" Hoseok told me, his smile big.

"I miss working on women's hair." Sonny sighed as he turned me to look into the mirror. "I love how all the shades came out, babe. What do you think?"

My eyes were fixated on my hair. I was in utter shock. The different shades of blue were perfectly blended, and made my eyes pop beautifully. I had never, in my life, ever, done anything like this and I was so happy that I did. I looked over to Sonny who was smiling at me, and leaped off the chair, rounding it to throw my arms around him.

"Oh my god I love it!" I sang, hopping in the hug. "I love it so much."

Sonny hugged me back, giving my back a polite pat. "I love it too, babe."

"How do I keep up with it?" I asked pulling from the hug.

"Well, I hear you're going to be around for quite a while, we will do your roots as needed, alright?"

"Okay." I smiled.

"I gotta go though. My sister is waiting for me back at home, and I told her I would bring pictures."

We helped him pack up his belongings before walking him out. Once he was gone, I turned to Hoseok.

"Jimin is going to freak."

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Author's Note

I know this was a little similar to what happened in My King, but I had something like this planned in both stories, they just happened to happen at similar spots. I am trying so hard to get back in the swing of writing, but I'm struggling really hard with writers block. I know everything that is going to happen, but getting it flow in a fluid way and be interesting and well written is getting hard. I'm sorry if this chapter seems a bit choppy...I'm trying. 

~ Jagi