Absolutely Not
Colin
He could hear Jamie’s delighted cackle through the thick wood of the door. “Oh my God, this is fucking perfect.”
“It’s the opposite of perfect,” Colin said evenly, aware that Jamie’s vampire senses would let his quiet words be heard. “You need to leave. Go home.”
Jamie was cackling again, the dick.
“You’re green,” Colin insisted, trying to make sense of the travesty that was occurring here. “You’ve been green forever now.”
“I wanted a little change.”
When it was clear Jamie wasn’t leaving, Colin opened the door again, scowling at his friend across the threshold.
His friend whose hair was now dyed a perfect dark blue.
The exact same dark blue Colin had dyed his hair just the night before.
He hadn’t even seen Jamie since then, so he knew this… this mess…was entirely accidental.
Matching. They were matching.
“Dye it back,” Colin ordered.
Jamie was smiling beatifically, undaunted by Colin’s immense displeasure. “This is the best day of my life. We look adorable.”
“You’re not allowed back here until this is fixed.”
Jamie—allergic to the concept of boundaries and personal space and the unspoken rules of hair dye—just barged in anyway. When Colin gave him a death glare in return, he held his hands up in supplication. “Dude. You can’t take this away from me yet. You have to give me one night.”
Colin arched a skeptical brow. “I do?”
Jamie nodded. “And a selfie.”
“In exchange for…?”
“I’ll dye it back tomorrow.”
“Done,” Colin said quickly. “No take backs.”
They’d just finished taking the selfie—Jamie beaming, Colin flipping his middle finger—when Fox ambled in, a bag of chips in one hand. He stood there like an idiot, mouth gaping, until Colin snapped at him, “What?”
Fox just continued to look between him and Jamie, before finally wrinkling his nose as he stuffed another handful of chips in his mouth. Animal. “I think I hate this,” he muttered through the crumbs as he pulled out his phone, no doubt texting Dane the news.
“Join the fucking club,” Colin snapped.
Five minutes later—after Colin had banished Fox back to his room and he and Jamie were settled on the couch with Sk8 the Infinity on the TV, Jamie still giggling to himself every other minute—Colin got a text from Jay.
It was the selfie Jamie had taken, followed by two dozen heart emojis, followed by a very enthusiastic You two look ADORABLE!!, followed by two dozen more heart emojis.
The worst part was, Colin knew Jay wasn’t even being sarcastic. He meant every single one of those heart emojis.
Fuck Colin’s life.
Tomorrow couldn’t come fast enough.