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Blue was your favorite color and you had been wanting to dye your hair a light blue ever since you were little. After years of debating, you finally decided to do it before you talked yourself out of it again. Jared was on set when you got back to your shared apartment in Vancouver, so you did some house work until you heard the front door open as he arrived home. You walked out of your shared bedroom as you walked up to give him a kiss.
"Hey babe," you said as he set down the keys and looked up to go in for a kiss. His eyes went wide from shock and his mouth moved wordlessly as he took in your appearance. You giggled a little as Jared's expression turned into a smile as he went to kiss you. His lips touched yours briefly and he leaned his forehead against yours.
"I really like it, hun," Jared said as he kissed your nose and grabbed your hand, taking you over to the couch to watch a movie and play with your new hair.
Jensen:
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You were bored, so you decided to dye your hair. You hadn't dyed your hair since high school so you had forgotten the rush of happiness that came along with doing your hair. Jensen had no idea that you were dying; he didn't even know that you thought about it. You were in the bathroom, hands covered with emerald green hair dye when Jensen came home from a day out with Jared and Misha.
"(Y/N), I'm ho-. Babe? Where are you," you heard him yell as you rubbed the hair dye into your half (Y/H/C), half green hair.
"I'm in here!" You heard footsteps come up the steps and then heard the slight creak of the bathroom door when he opened it. Arms wrapped around your waist as you looked in the bathroom mirror to see Jensen's face. It was neutral as he watched what you were doing. "Get off. I need to attempt to get this shit off my hands."
He stepped back, his hands still held loosely on your hips as you turned on the faucet with your wrist and stuck your green hands underneath the running. Tinted water swirled through the sink as your hands lost the chunky hair dye but kept the color. He kissed your shoulder before leaving.
"I like it," he said as he walked out the door and made his way towards to kitchen to start dinner.
Misha:
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Your birthday was coming up and you wanted to do something special. That something special was making your hair a completely different color than what it was now. You hair was dull, not having much life to it at all, so you went the opposite route and dyed your hair red, yellow, and orange with hints of pink mixed in. Misha was up in Vancouver for his very short week of filming; he promised he would be back either the day before or the day of your birthday.
The day before your birthday was very busy for you. You were having some of your family and friends over for cake that night, so you were cleaning the house. You heard the house door open and you knew it was Misha so you kept doing what you were doing. You felt Misha's hands loosely on your hips and you leaned back, feeling him put his chin on your forehead.
"You're red and orange," he said matter-of-factly as latched his hands and arms around you tighter.
"You like it?" You felt him shrug as you traced circles onto his arms.
