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Dean Di Laurentis x hairdresser!reader x Allie Hayes pt.2

Part one

Ever since that previous night, somehow your apartment became a go to spot to hang out for either of them.

Allie needs to practice her lines?

She’s there.

Dean needs to vent about Sabrina?

He’s there.

Allie needs to getaway because Garett is coming over?

She’s there.

Dean needs… someone to annoy?

He’s there.

And if one is there, other appears soon after. It’s oddly domestic. All it takes is Dean peeking into you kitchen and seeing it mostly empty, for both to never come empty handed again. Even if Dean brought you a can of peach slices on three separate occasions and bottle of ketchup…

Meanwhile Allie usually brings alcohol and occasionally skincare products. Either works.

There’s always a debate first about what you’ll be watching. Dean always votes horror. Allie always votes for some Oscar-winning movie from abroad. And you? Well, you eventually find a movie good enough for everyone. Usually it’s some detective tale, however once you put on true crime documentary. Dean however looked so pale and genuinely disgusted that you had to turn on a silly romcom instead.

Eventually, Allie finally breaks up with Sean. Fucking. Finally. Safe to say, you never liked the guy.

“It’s just- Sean is my rock, you know? Keeping me grounded and everything…” Allie whines, two glasses of Chardonnay in.

“Yeah,” You pat her back. “Rock bottom maybe…”

Dean snorts into his glass, especially as Allie throws pillow in your direction. She misses by long shot. He still gives you a high five.

That evening Allie gets to pick a movie. Nobody understands the french, but you’re all strangely hooked.

You have to talk her out of cutting her hair and dying in red. Dean finds it hilarious.

Dean also zips it at the threat of dying her blonde locks red in solidarity.

Dean orders take out, too much- so much that you have to put rest in your fridge for lunch next day. You all fall asleep in tangled mess of limbs on the couch.

It’s fine. You don’t mind.

Okay, hear me out. I love the drama. I love the angst.

But.

But-

Imagine reading an Off campus fanfic, about the found family.

Here's an idea.

I think it would be fun to explore Hannah relationship with the guys. Like- I loved the interactions with Logan. It was so sweet.

So let's work off of that, because based of what we seen, I'm pretty sure everyone likes Hannah.

I think for Hannah and Tucker to interact, it would be about the cooking. Hannah strikes me as someone who'd hate mess. Especially in the kitchen. So after she comes day after Thanksgiving to the frat house and sees the mess, she cleans it. Like, at least the worst of it. I think Garett would find Tucker hugging Hannah tightly and dramatically weeping into her shoulder about her being a saint. Since then, whenever Tucker cooks something Hannah would enjoy, we'd send a box over the Garett next time he sees her.

For Logan? I think it would be nice if she approached him to ask how to fix her light switch, since it jammed. Garett tried to fix it, but then broke it instead and now it's not working. Logan would come to the dorm and fix it ofcourse, all while Hannah's making him a tea and pie as a thank you since he declined the five bucks she tried to sneak into his jacket when he wasn't looking. Logan would never say it out loud, but if Garett and Hannah break up again, he'll probably be on her side. He's her ride or die.

As for Dean, I think he'd most likely treat her like a little sister. He'll definitely be the annoying older brother vibe. He'll tease her (lovingly ofcourse), call her nicknames and be completely honest with her, unlike others who don't want to hurt her feelings. However, moment he notices someone else teasing her or making her uncomfortable, he'd come up and will have her back. "Want me to beat this guy for you, Wellsy?" He'd say it as if it was a joke, but if she were ever to say or indicate agreement, Dean's already swinging. He's the 'no question asked' kind of friend to Hannah, who will make fun of her being a lightweight in the morning after the party.

Idk.

If someone has a fic to recommend, please share it with the class.

You’re the ‘hairdresser’ friend.

Do you have any qualifications? Not really, but you did spent most of Covid quarantine on internet and watching all kinds of haircutting tutorials.

What you do have is one random pair or proffesional haircutting scissors, plastic comb and spotify playlist for a good vibes.

It’s not really business. No, it’s a hobby, maybe another way you show you like someone that you offer them a trim or colouring their hair, in exchange for a gossip session. Now at Briar, you didn’t have many friends so you don’t offer it often.

However, all you apparently needed to start to be known among the other students was a singular person from theatre club. After yet another roommate drama, you get move rooms across the hall, after another girl dropped out. Best part was not even the room being yours only- no, it’s her new neighbours.

Hannah and Allie.

You meet Hannah first and somehow you hit it off after she brings you cookies. Three hours later, and you’re already giving her a trim to get her bob back in correct shape, maybe give her few face framing pieces.

It’s amazing girl’s night.

And then her friend Allie is there too, with towel draped over her shoulders. Her hair is so pretty and wavy and so with her permission, you give her a shaggier cut and bangs and dear god-

You’re ready to die.

She.

Looks.

So.

Damn.

Good.

Your bi ass is awestruck by her sheer beauty. You can’t understand how Sean, her shitty boyfriend, doesn’t kiss the ground she walks on as soon as he shows up to pick her up.

You don’t like Sean.

Sean doesn’t get a haircut.

Your nose scrunches at the state of his hair. The cut on him is unfortunate, but somehow fits his personality perfectly.

However, Allie seems content in her relationship and that was all that mattered.

Three weeks later, and you slowly get to know the drama of the Briar’s theatre club, once you get most of them messaging you on your Instagram.

You’re fine with that. They’re all nice and occasionally they bring the freshest gossip.

You miss how Allie now needs hair maintenance more often, or how her eyes seem to linger on you when you don’t look.

Then the Costume Party happens. And your old crush re emerges. Dean di Laurentis was seriously attractive and charming afterall.

You spend evening helping Allie with her hair so she can have her perfect moment. Sean is there too. You can’t bring yourself to like him, but he is your ride there too, so at least you stay respectful.

Since you didn’t know what to dress up as, so you don’t. You put on your best ensemble though and most comfortable shoes that you washed till they passed the vibe check.

You’re peacefully getting drink for you and Allie (Sean does not get one) when you see it. Allie and Dean- or JLO and Maverick having a moment on the dancefloor. And yeah, maybe that awakens something inside you. You’re blushing deep red as you stare at them like a creep. You’re not even jealous. If anything, you’re jealous of the none existent space in between them…

You can’t get the image out of your head for weeks.

Hannah mentions Garret needing a quick trim. Before even finishing his hair, you also have to promise to cut Logan’s and Tucker’s. Dean doesn’t asks for one, but he’s obviously thinking about it, since he touches his hair as he watches you cut others.

You understand few hours later, when you run into him in grocery store. In hair care section. With a bleach in his hand.

He’s not even real blonde.

You’re laughing. He deadpans but shyly asks if you could touch up his roots. And since you have a free evening, you say yes, but only for gossip. After all, you cannot bend the rules for this bottle bleach blonde.

Allie catches Dean with his shirt off, towel on his shoulders and you standing above him, in an old band shirt that is full of bleach spots, toning his hair.

You three just stare at each other.

“He was about to put 30 volume on, can you believe that?” You grumble. “I had to intervene so that we don’t have bald Dean instead-”

“Hey-”

Allie thinks it’s hilarious of course. You both tease him, and then they both tease you when you smear purple shampoo onto your cheek. Then you and Dean tease Allie, when she forget about the dinner she was supposed to be watching warm up and has to call take out instead.

You all clean up. The hair and the bleach and the burnt pan.

It’s fun.

It’s domestic.

It feels oddly empty without them when they leave. Unbeknownst to you, they both feel the same.

Or like something like that. Idk.

Love triangle, but like, ✨make it poly✨

Essentially: Allie likes Reader, Reader likes Dean, Dean likes Allie. Muheheehe.

Should I make actual fic of this?

P.s.: Like if you’re fan of Reader’s beef with Sean

They’re so freaky for each other.

But.

But.

I bring a revolutionary idea- poly x reader. Someone pls write it or I’ll do it myself and I haven’t even written in long time.

But if nobody else will- I shall do it! Because there is a lack of such ships and I need them like I need oxygen.

Can we talked about what did happen?

Genuinely what purpose Ka-li had? Why bring her back only to kill her?

The conversation between Hopper and Jane?

Why can’t we commit to deaths?

Why was killing mindflayer so easy in Abyss?

Why the final battle felt so anticlimactic and lowkey boring?

How could Jonathan afford attending NYU?

How tf Hopper became chief again after being dead for 2,5+ years and getting detained?

Why was Holly getting the torch passed on for the DnD and not Erica?

Did people just moved back in when it was over?

Why bait audience with gut wrenching ending and gore and deaths and not getting much out of it?

Why tf Jane (not calling her by number bfr) maybe survived?

Or any ship for that matter.

I understand it’s frustrating that you didn’t get an ending you wanted, however if you’re only able to talk about byler, I don’t think you understand the show at all. Can you tell me anything you liked in the season that had nothing to do with the ships? Perhaps the cinematography or stunning visuals or maybe some details nobody else picked up on?

I agree that this season was just overcrowded and definitely not my favourite but to say that duffer brothers should be ashamed for creating it is bizzarly mean.

I just passed my anatomy exam.

My therapist made me do this.

Fuck tradition, I’m girlbossing my way down the isle alone.

Sincerely,

You’re full of shit dad.

You may wonder: „what the fuck is that??”

It’s a french toast.

Making a toast.

In french.