•If your soulmate dyes their hair your fingernails turn into that color (like nail polish?) and you’re hoping your soulmate isn’t bald by the time you meet because it’s the fifth time the past two months that your nails have changed colors. for Eijerou?
When your nails randomly turned a bright, neon green, you just laughed and tried to imagine your poor misguided soulmate. Less than a week later, your nails turned to a rather lovely shade of lavender that reminded you of rain clouds and lilacs.
You started to get a little concerned when they turned a dark shade of viridian green only a few weeks later, and actually got really worried when just eight days later they were a deep, dark indigo. The color itself was very nice, but you were starting to worry about your poor soulmate’s hair and whether or not they’d have any left when you met them. Perhaps you should dye your own hair red for ‘STOP’.
On the first day of school, you tried not to laugh when you realized you soulmate had beat you to the punch. Scanning your new scarlet nails, you decided this was your favorite so far though. Something about it seemed really calming.
Walking into the classroom at UA and picking a seat off to the side, you barely registered it as a couple more students walked in behind you.
“-is that girly? It was BLUE!”
“Whatever Kirishima,” A girl answered the poor devastated boy, gigging loudly. “That was totally purple.”
Huh, almost word for word the conversation my friend and I had about my nails…
“No way Mina, it was blue! Totally blue!”
“Okay, well, what about that flowery purple? Because that was-”
“Totally manly, thank you! I totally pulled it off!”
Again, you were only half paying attention, so it took a second for it to really sink in what the two had said. Lavender. Blue/purple. Subtly glancing over, you finally looked over at the pink-skinned girl and the… red-haired boy.
Before you realized what you were doing, you had jumped out of your seat and sped over to him, ignoring the surprised look on his face and Mina’s startled squeak to plunge your hands into his hair. Your nails blended in perfectly with the spiky locks, and you couldn’t help but marvel at how well this shade truly suited him.
“Oh my god, I’m so happy you’re not bald.” The words slipped out without thinking, and you were incredibly thankful that his only reaction was to laugh loudly and pull you closer to him with a light blush.
Please remember- this was a drabble request for a special so it is shorter than normal.
If anyone really likes this concept, feel free to send in a request for a second parter. :)