timothèe chalamet imagines

Hair dye

In honor of those pictures of Timmy with pink hair coming out!

"Tim you have to stay still or you're gonna have a red neck" I say pushing his shoulder gently as he stills again

"It smells weird" he says scrunching up his nose

"That's just you love"

Timmy was starting a new film here in the next week. He came home the other day with a list of things he needed to do before starting filming, one of those things was dying his hair.

I've died my hair a couple times in high school with box die but it had been a while, so when Timmy came home and wanted me to do it, I was pretty nervous. I didn't want to be the one to mess up the whole film.

"Very funny. Are we almost done?"

"No you have to sit with this for 10 minutes and then rinse it out" I said painting the last bit of color in his hair

He stood up and looked in the mirror, his eyes going wide a bit at the sudden change. I laughed at how crazy he looked

"Looks hot" I giggled

He rolled his eyes, he wasn't very pleased when he found out he had to color his hair.

I walked over and put the cap on his head to keep the dye in.

"Are you still gonna love me with bright pink hair?" He said turning around and hopping on the counter as I cleaned up the mess.

"Nope, I've already started packing my things" I joked

"Yeah whatever" he jumped down and wrapped his arms around me from behind and picked me up, spinning me around a couple times while I screeched

"Be careful!" I said turning around and fixing where his cap came up a bit

He bent down and pecked my lips quickly, then kissed me more deeply. I smiled into the kiss, not expecting the sudden act of love.

"Thanks for doing this for me" he said pulling me into his chest

"Mhm" I mumbled into his shirt

"I love you"

"I love you more, even with bright pink hair"