Prompt: Y/N’s life with Lin, told through her ever-changing hair color.
Pairing: Lin x reader
A/N: I want to say thanks to my beta, Sarah (@how-could-i-do-this) <3! Go over and send her some love, she helped me out so much! I hope you guys enjoy!
Lin stands at the threshold of the bathroom door, silent.
You run a shaky hand through your hair, unsettled over the new length. Your once waist-length blonde hair was now cropped, reaching right below your chin. You turn to face him, ignoring his sunken and watery eyes, and smile.
“Well? Do you like it?”
He stares at you for a bit longer, scanning your face.
You playfully pout and bring your hands to your hips. “Lin.”
He snaps out of it and reaches for you, bringing you into his arms. “It’s beautiful. You’re beautiful.”
You giggle and kiss his cheeks. “Good, I’m glad you like it. I finally have an excuse to experiment on some new looks.”
His arms tighten around you and he says nothing.
“H-here?” Lin whispers as you tug him into the costume closet at the Richard Rodger’s Theatre.
“Yup,” you reply, popping the ‘p’.
You push him against the door once you close it, enjoying the surprised look on his face. “Here’s to opening night,” you whisper, pressing your lips against his.
He chuckles, hands burrowing into your bright red hair, and returns the kiss. “To opening night,” he murmurs against your lips.
His eyebrows comically shoot up towards his forehead when you slide down to your knees.
You make sure you hold his gaze when you unbuckle his belt.
“Let’s make sure it’s a memorable one.”
You tie the red ribbon around your braided hair, pleased at how your lilac tresses complimented your skin. You wrap your green scarf around your neck, completing your cosplay for Bulma, your favorite character from Dragon Ball Z.
You twist and turn in front of your mirror, admiring how nicely the crop top shirt and yellow shorts hug your frame.
Lin whistles when he enters. “Looking good,” he sings.
He joins you in front of the mirror, dressed in a pink button-up shirt and khaki pants. You suppress your giggle when you inspect his hair, his short locks practically defying gravity.
He groans, pulling at his spiky hair. “I look ridiculous.”
Today there was a huge cosplay convention happening in New York City, and somehow you convinced Lin to accompany you and to dress up as Vegeta.
“Thank you for putting up with me,” you coo, kissing his cheek.
He rolls his eyes, feigning annoyance, but the obvious gleam of happiness betrays him.
“You’re my wife, I have no choice.”
After a short walk through the neighborhood, you got winded, so Lin suggested a rest at the park. The two of you sat on a bench, watching as children ran around and played.
You rest your head against Lin’s shoulder, your wavy dark green hair spilling over your thighs. “So this is it,” you say.
“We’ve lived here for so long…” he trails off, sighing.
You loop your arm through his and intertwine your fingers, wanting to soothe his worries of moving to London for Mary Poppins. “I think it’ll be a nice change,” you say, “plus I’ll be right there with you.”
“You’re right. As long as we’re together,” Lin gulps, voice wavering, “I think I can handle anything.”
Unshed tears flood your vision. “I’ll always be by your side no matter what, Lin.”
Lin adjusts the blanket over the both of you. “Cold?” he asks, voice hoarse.
You snuggle against him and breathe in his scent, your eyes half-closed. “A little.”
You smile as he lightheartedly rubs your head, playing with the short black strands. “I think this is your best look yet.”
You look up at him, chuckling. “You have more hair than I do. I think this look is a disaster. I miss my wigs.”
He laughs, but the sound is empty and hollow.
After a moment of silence, he speaks.
“You think you’ll be able to stay up a little longer?”
“I’ll try my best,” you sigh, fighting against the pull of sleep.
“I’ll be here in the morning,” he whispers, voice weak.
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