Luka Couffaine • Boyfriend Scenarios

When you get a Haircut

Another interesting request by BabyKawaii_J 🐳 The alternate title of this story is: "When you get a trim." Buuut y'all can change it if you want.

Annd if you guys already got short hair theeen just imagine y'all got long hair for s bit XD

Enjoy reading!

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Your Pov

"(Y/N), you have to sit still! Your hair is like a thick jungle, I can't brush it properly." I heard Marinette whine.

One of her hand was resting promptly on my shoulder, while the other one was busy brushing my hair.

I couldn't help but wince a bit when I felt the sudden tug of the brush on my hair, it was sudden. "I'm sorry Mari, I'm texting Luka right now." I tried to explain.

"No texting your boyfriend, remember? This is our girls night, no boys." Alya quickly snatched the phone out of my hands, a playful smirk plastered on her lips.

It's the weekends and the girls wanted to hang out, so Marinette invited all of us for a slumber party/sleep over.

We watched movies, played games, and read a ton of wattpad fanfictions, yet we still have trouble getting sleepy.

"Alya I need the phone! Ivan must be worried sick by now." Mylène gruffled, her lips formed a pout as she tied to woo Alya with her doe eyes, but Alyas a pretty tough cookie.

"Nope! No boys!" She exclaimed, trashing all our phones in one of Marinettes cabinets.

"Don't sorry so much, Mylène. Come play Uno with us!" Rose happily cheered, patting the free space beside her.

Mylène shook her head and gave Rose a thankful smile. "I'll play later, Marinette needs help." She then explains.

Marinette and Mylène continued to work their magic on my hair. I've been told that Mylènes great at hairstyling, and Marinettes amazing when it comes to design's.

But no matter how hard they tried, they just can't seem to control it.

"This is a pickle." Marinette huffed, setting down her brush on the stand as she plops down on her bed afterwards. Rolling on her stomach, she lets out a defeated groan.

"Marinette is right, (Y/N). What do you usually do to tame your hair?" Mylène asked, her brows furrowed and her eyes were looking for some kind of answer.

I crossed my arms and started to ponder, thinking of my usual hair routine.

"Actually, when I'm in a hurry I just brush it a few times and put it in a messy bun, then say I'm all good to go." I briefly explained.

"So that's why. Have you thought of styling it?" Alix then chimes in, her stuffed bunny wrapped tightly in her arms.

"That sounds awesome. My brother likes highlights, maybe you'd like to get some." Juleka added.

"Maybe we can start of with something simple, like a trim." Zoé stood up from her seat on the beanbag and started to rummage through her bag.

She took out her laptop and started to search for something.

"Here! These are some good styles. Maybe (Y/N) would like to try them out." She handed me the laptop and showed me all the trendy hairstyles. I was amazed at the sight.

There's Bob cuts, pixie cuts, layered hairstyles, bangs. The styles were endless. "Woah, I love every single one of these." I muttered out, more to myself than to them.

"We can totally style your hair right now too, so just say the word." Marinette finally spoke after arising from her spot in the bed.

"Weeeeeell..." I started.

-Le timeskip cause I can-

"We're pros at this. We should start a parlor or something." Alix exclaimed, a triumphant smile on her face as she examines my new hairstyle.

My head feel so much lighter now, and I'm loving the new cute (Hairstyle). "You guys are amazing." I thanked them.

"Just wait till my brother sees this, he's going to flip." Juleka chimes in.

And now I couldn't help but make up scenarios of how Luka would react to the new style, he'd be so surprised.

"(Y/N) is doing it again." A suggestive smile was on Zoés face as she tries to wriggle her eyebrows.

Blush quickly started to creep up my neck. "What?" I tried to act confused.

"Your thinking about Luka again." Alya added, which made the blush on my face even more red.

"N-no I wasn't!" I quickly denied, but the small snickers and teasing from my friends got me beet red within seconds.

"Sureeee~ Just wait till tomorrow. Your going to make his heart go skrr-" Alya giggled.

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Morning came pretty quickly. Most of us haven't gotten any proper sleep, but it was fun.

I'm staying at Marinettes for the weekends to help out at the bakery, and now we're just seeing our friends off.

"Bye Alix! See you at school on Monday!" Marinette waved goodbye at Alix, who was snuggly seated in her dad's backseat as the car slowly drives away.

"Do you want me to take you home, Jules?" I asked Juleka, who was busy texting somebody on her phone.

"Actually, Lukas going to pick me up. So get ready." She smiled at me. Her face rather stoic but I can clearly see the mischief in her eyes.

And speaking of the adorable cinnamon roll, Lukas already rushing here on his bike. Marinette gave me a small nudge, before going back inside to give us some privacy.

"Big brother! You are just in time." Juleka cheers, her smile growing slightly wider when she noticed that Luka wasn't paying attention to her.

His eyes were firmly locked with mine, which had me blushing in seconds. "You got your hair trimmed." He then mutters, more to himself than to me.

"Yeah, I wanted to try something new." I mumbled, playing with a strand of my hair as I try to avoid his gaze.

I was stunned when I no longer feel the pavement of the floor under my feet. Instead, I was being twirled around by a cheery Luka, who's pupils were practically shaped into hearts.

"You are so pretty! I love the new haircut." He exclaimed, promptly putting me back down as he peppers kisses all over my face. I couldn't help but giggle as he tries to cover every bit of skin he could reach.

"I'm glad you liked it." I didn't know how to answer. But he's happy so I'm happy too.