A/N: Okay. This is slash. This is also the product of my insomnia. That means I'm not promising it to be good. But if it is good - ENJOY!

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A Trip To The Hairdressers

"Garrett! Hurry up!"

Garrett watched as the bouncy, hyper guy skipped along the sidewalk in front of him.

"Garrett! If you don't stop dawdling you're going to miss your appointment!" the blonde said as he ran up to Garrett, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him along.

"Jamie, I really don't want a haircut!" Garrett protested lamely.

"Nonsense. We're going to the hairdressers, and we're fixing this 'emo' fringe thing you've got going on!"

They reached the hairdressers just in time for their appointment and Jamie pushed Garrett inside. He plonked him into a chair and started describing the 'new look' he wanted to give Garrett to the hairdresser in great detail.

Garrett shot out of his seat at the mention of the word: 'blonde.'

"No. No way. You are not dying my hair blonde!" he exclaimed.

"But it would look so pretty!"

"No!"

"Aaaawww... Fine. But can we just soften the fringe? And dye it brown?" Jamie asked, pulling the puppy dog eyes on him. Those eyes always got Garrett. No matter how hard he tried.

"Fine. But no blonde!" Garrett finally relented.

"YAY!" Jamie squealed, jumping up and down before planting a small kiss on Garrett's lips.