Love at First Dare // Stenbrough

Seventy

"Sit down." He pulls me towards the toilet. (which is closed I'm not sure how to phrase it.)

I sit down as he quickly grabs the stuff he needs.

"When d-did you become a hairstylist?" I say jokingly. "Oh, I'm not. Richie always wants me to dye his so I've kind of figured out how to do it."

He begins to put a dark dye on. "What if my h-hair falls out?" I begin to worry. "Bill you literally dyed your hair a yellow blond, if it were to fall out it should've already."

"Y-You got me there." I chuckle. His hands hoe through my hair. Like how we would cuddle, be would run his fingers through my hair and play with it.

—

"There. Now we have to wait." "I uh...I'm sorry f-for kissing you the other night." I run my fingers on the lines of his palm.

"Okay..." he whispers, leaving the bathroom.

—

Sitting in the living room I glance at him any chance I get.

—Stanley's POV

Bill glances at me any time he can. I stare at my palm he held, running my fingers over the lines he touched.

"Oh. Come on. We gotta finish your hair now." I pull his wrist, leading him to the bathroom once again.

—

"Sh-shit Stan you're gonna water b-board me." "Oh...sorry." I chuckle wiping the water from his face. His green he's giving me butterflies.

"Okay...if you want you can shower now." He nods as I leave the bathroom.

A couple of minutes later he comes out, a towel wrapped around his waist and his head. I chuckle. "Can Bill borrow a shirt, Richie?" "Sure Billiam." Bill nods, going into Richies room.

—

"Wait what button do I press?" "This one." "I literally suck at this." I chuckle leaning my head on Mike's shoulder.

"I'm b-back."