hair stylist tenma
Saki was awoken from her slumber by the incessant ringing of her phone. She flopped over, not really in the mood to wake up so early. She had overworked herself a bit last night, so she had practically collapsed onto her bed. Groaning, she fumbled around until she grasped her phone, and her face instantly brightened when she saw her girlfriend’s name.
[INCOMING CALL: SHIHO <3]
She quickly accepted it, sitting up in her bed and feeling significantly more energized. “Hi! What’s up?”
She heard an affectionate chuckle on the other end. “Good morning to you too, Saki. I, uh, was just wondering if you were doing anything today- there’s a favor I need to ask of you, if that’s alright.”
Saki smiled. Shiho was always so considerate, making sure Saki was okay before they did anything. “Of course! Anything for you, hehe.” She could practically see Shiho blushing.
“I was… I was wondering if you could help me cut my hair. It’s getting a bit long, and I would have Shizuku do it, but she has something with her idol group today.” Her words tumbled out quickly, as if the act of asking a simple favor made her nervous. “Again, it’s okay if you can’t-”
She was cut off when Saki let out an excited squeak. “Oh my god, I have been wanting to do your hair for so long. I’ll be there in half an hour- prepare yourself.”
Shiho coughed in surprise. “Prepare yourself? What does that mean?” But Saki didn’t hear her, because she was too busy preparing everything for what was going to be the best haircut experience of Shiho’s life- Saki would make sure of that.
~~~
Shiho didn’t know what she was expecting. Honestly, she would have been satisfied if Saki just brought a pair of craft scissors- she cared more about seeing her girlfriend than the actual haircut. As a result, she was very surprised when Saki showed up with a bag that was filled to the brim with supplies.
“Shiho!” Saki grinned and practically launched herself forward, enveloping Shiho in a tight embrace. She let out a soft squeak of surprise, then smiled and hugged her back, kissing her gently on the head.
“Yeah, yeah. I missed you too.” To anyone else, her words might have seemed annoyed or dull compared to Saki’s cheeriness, but that was just their relationship. Saki got to see a side of Shiho she would have never shown to anyone else. Letting Saki go, Shiho glanced down at her bag. “Did you ransack a salon or something?”
Saki raised her eyebrows indignantly. “I would never!” She took Shiho’s hands excitedly. “I just wanted to make sure you would have the most luxurious haircut possible.”
Luxurious? “Uh, you really don’t have to,” Shiho said, looking down and rubbing the back of her neck. “I really just needed a trim…”
Unfazed, Saki gently raised Shiho’s chin so that they met each other's eyes. “Okay, and? Doesn’t mean you don’t deserve to be pampered a little.” She giggled. “And if it makes you feel better, I want to pamper you. After all, this was my idea.” Saki grabbed her hand. “C’mon!” She pulled Shiho to the bathroom before letting her go and shooting her a smirk. “Wait here for a sec.”
A minute of awkward waiting later, Saki came back with her arms full of pillows. Ignoring Shiho’s confused expression, she carefully laid them down by the bathtub. She pointed to Shiho, then pointed to the pillows. “You. Sit.”
“Eh-?” Shiho opened and closed her mouth repeatedly, trying to figure out what to say. “Why are you gonna cut my hair in the bathtub?”
Saki shook her head affectionately. “I’m not, silly. I have to wash your hair first.” She saw Shiho about to retort, and she placed a finger on her lips. “I’m giving you the full salon treatment, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
Sighing, Shiho relented and plopped down onto the pillows. Saki pumped her arms excitedly. “Hair stylist Saki is at your service!” She hopped into the empty bathtub and gently guided Shiho’s head so that she was leaning comfortably against the edge of the tub. She turned on the faucet, and Shiho craned around to look at her.
“Your clothes are gonna get wet!” She didn’t want Saki to get soaked in water for her sake.
“I wore shorts for a reason,” she replied, tapping Shiho playfully on the nose. “Don’t worry about me- just relax.” Shiho pursed her lips together, but she couldn’t help but loosen up when Saki began to soak her hair in warm water, letting it run from her roots all the way down to the tips, letting it drip into the tub. A satisfied sigh escaped her lips.
“Nice, right?” She could see Saki smirking at her from above. Shiho simply hummed in agreement. When her hair was soaked, Saki pulled a bottle of shampoo out of her bag and squeezed some onto her palms. “This is the shampoo I use for my hair,” she chirped. “Helps with hair growth and hair damage.”
Shiho raised her eyebrows. “Hey, whose hair are you calling damaged?” The corner of her mouth quirked up in a smirk.
“Kidding,” Saki said with a laugh. “I like your hair.” She began to massage the shampoo into Shiho’s hair, her girlfriend’s pedicured nails scratching lightly against her scalp. The sensation was extremely pleasant, and Shiho closed her eyes. Saki began to hum a random tune, the song almost resembling a lullaby.
She could smell the scent of the shampoo- a sweet tropical aroma. It was very… Saki. She felt her hair being rinsed with water again, and Saki continued to massage her scalp for a few moments before continuing. Shiho felt like she could lay like this forever, Saki’s presence acting like a warm blanket.
Saki got back to work, and moved on to the conditioner. She combed her hands smoothly through Shiho’s hair. Thanks to her earlier work, there were no tangles, leaving her short gray locks feeling like silk. Shiho’s breathing began to slow, and she relaxed contentedly into Saki’s gentle touch.
“...Shiho.”
“Shiho.”
“Shiho!”
She woke up with a start, her eyes snapping open. Shiho glanced around, still dazed. “Wha-?” She rubbed her eyes, slowly blinking until she made out Saki looking down at her with an amused expression.
“You fell asleep,” Saki said with a teasing grin. “Guess you enjoyed the wash, huh?”
Shiho blushed. “Heh, sorry. Didn’t mean to just doze off like that.”
Putting away the shampoo and conditioner bottles, Saki smiled at her. “I don’t mind. You looked very cute, though.” Shiho’s blush intensified, and Saki leaned down to give her a quick kiss on the cheek. “But it’s time for the haircut now, so let’s go!” After she finished draining the bathtub, she stepped out and offered Shiho her hand.
Thinking to herself about how the heck she landed such a perfect girlfriend, Shiho took her hand and let Saki lead her to the second part of her impromptu spa day.
They ended up in the living room, with Shiho sitting on a chair with newspapers under it. If she got hair all over the floor, Shizuku would be pissed. Saki stood behind her, setting up all her tools before clapping her hands together. “Alright! Do you want the same haircut that you always get, or…?”
Shiho nodded quickly. “Yeah, just my usual thing. Nothing crazy.” She had been rocking the same hairstyle since elementary school, and she wasn’t eager to change it.
Saki pouted. “But crazy is fun!” She rested her chin on Shiho’s shoulder. “There’s so many fun things I could do! I could even give you, like, a mohawk. The possibilities are endless.” Saki waggled her eyebrows. “Or…” She pulled out a couple bottles of hair dye.
Shiho snorted. “You are not giving me a mohawk. And, um, just a boring haircut is fine. Seriously.” Letting out an exaggerated sigh, Saki slowly put away the hair dye, looking at Shiho with puppy dog eyes. Ugh, she knew Shiho couldn’t say no to her when she did that.
“Okay, okay! I’ll do something different.” Saki looked up excitedly. “How about, um…” Her voice trailed off, and she racked her brain for an idea. She wasn’t that knowledgeable on hair. “How about an undercut?”
Saki raised her eyebrows, then burst out laughing. “That is the most lesbian thing I’ve ever heard you say, and I love it.” She paused, her eyes slowly drifting towards the bottles of hair dye. “Is that all?”
“Fine. You can add, like, a little bit of green dye. One streak.”
Saki smiled sweetly. “Two streaks?”
“...Okay. Two streaks.”
~~~
Shiho allowed herself to zone out, the only sounds being the precise snipping of the scissors as Saki trimmed her hair. Despite her externally bubbly and carefree demeanor, Shiho knew that Saki was able to focus intently on whatever she put her mind to.
“Thanks for doing this,” Shiho said eventually when Saki was almost done.
“Aww, you’re so sweet,” Saki said with an affectionate smile. “But seriously, I like doing stuff like this. You work so hard all the time, and sometimes I just want to sit you down and pamper you for a while.” She took a step back. “And… done! Come on, look at it in the mirror.” She skipped off to the bathroom, and Shiho scrambled after her.
She didn’t know what she was expecting when she saw herself, but she was surprised at how… happy she felt. It was similar to her old hair, but with slight differences. Obviously there were the two strands of dyed hair, colored a bright green hue. But there was something else about it that Shiho couldn’t quite place. She could only describe it as Saki's special touch.
Saki bounced on her feet excitedly. “Ooh, look at this!” She turned Shiho around and lifted up the back of her hair to reveal an area that was short and buzzed. “Voila- undercut.” She scrunched up her eyebrows, analyzing Shiho’s expression. “Do you like it?” Her voice was cheerful, but Shiho could detect a degree of nervousness in her voice.
Shiho grazed her fingers over the short hair. “I love it, Saki,” she said, her voice soft and genuine. She gently pulled Saki into a hug and kissed her on the cheek. “You’re amazing, you know that?”
Now it was Saki’s turn to blush. “I, ah, wouldn’t say that…” Shiho shot her a look, and she smiled. “Okay, I’m pretty amazing.”
They separated after a few moments, and they shared a glance. The corner of Saki’s mouth twitched. “So, what now?”
Humming thoughtfully, Shiho scratched her chin. “I suppose you could just go home.”
Saki tilted her head. “I could do that,” she acknowledged with a nod.
“Or… you could stay here for a bit, and we could cuddle while you take a nap.” Very few people in this world could imagine Shiho using the word “cuddle”, much less offer to do so. However, Saki was one of those few.
“I think…” Saki placed her hands on her hips, scrunching up her face as she pretended to weigh her options. The expression was pretty cute, in Shiho’s opinion. Maybe she was biased, though. “I think I’ll choose the second option.”
“Yeah?” Shiho grinned. “I thought so.” She wrapped an arm around Saki’s shoulders. “I’m not complaining, though.” Saki leaned her head against hers, and Shiho felt her whole body grow warm.
I think I’ll make these haircuts a regular thing.