Virus slammed the door rather loudly upon arriving home. Stepping in the living room to see what the fuss was about, you watch him take off his shoes at the door.
He didn't seem too happy...
"What's up?" You ask, a bit curious.
"That damn Trip..." he mutters...sitting on the couch. You join him, rather confused as to what he was mumbling about.
"He stiffed me, of all days!" Your older brother grumbled as he leaned back into the couch with a huff.
"How...?" Tilting your head to the side, Virus was being pretty vague.
"He didn't color his hair today..." he explained, sighing.
"Wait, so Trip isn't a natural blonde?!" You blink, baffled at the news.
"No....so it was weird when he showed up to work with his red hair." Virus leaned on the armrest of the couch.
"Red...hair...?" You tried imagining the blonde spikes your brother's not-twin had, but in a fiery shade of crimson. It didn't look half bad but...you understood it could take some getting used to for Virus.
"Well...if that's what he wanted to do today..." you shrug. A long silence followed before he finally sighed. "Fine, I guess you're right."
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DMMD X Readers-mostly nsfw
Fanfiction*casually pushes all other things I'm working on just because I had an idea at 2 AM* Anyway, requests are open.
