Kisame X Reader - Haircut

“________. It’s...” Honestly Kisame can’t find the words to describe it. He wants to go out and brutally murder the one who did this to you, but even he has to admit that might be overreacting a little. Still, he’d rushed straight to you when he found out what had happened.

“It’s just a haircut Kisame.” You laugh a little at the shark-man’s loss for words. “... Don’t you like it?” You ask afterwards when he still appears to be rendered speechless.

“No-I mean yes.” He quickly clarifies. There’s an awkward silence between the two of you, then Kisame leaves the room.

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It really isn’t that Kisame doesn’t like your new haircut. It’s just a big thing for the guy to get used to. He’s always liked long hair. Sure it might not suit him, but it looks good on his partner Itachi and it used to look amazing on you... not that you don’t look amazing without it.

Itachi’s eyes are drawn to Kisame as the shark-man gives a deep sigh. The Uchiha’s not even sure what his partner’s doing here; he had been under the impression Kisame would be spending the rest of the day with you as he so often does.

What Kisame does a lot of the time with you is what had been going through his mind when he’d sighed like that. He used to spend hours brushing your hair for you when it was long. You took good care of it on your own but this habit was relaxing for him. It wasn’t just the shaving in battle Kisame was good at; he’d started thinking he was good at other hair care stuff too.

Itachi raises an eyebrow slightly at Kisame leaving just as suddenly as he’d arrived, without even saying a word. It had looked like there was something he’d wanted to say to Itachi, but in the end Kisame had thought asking the Uchiha if he could brush his hair might have been taken the wrong way.

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Maybe it would have been a good idea for you to talk with Kisame about getting your haircut before going through with it, but you’d had no idea he’d react like this. It’s almost like he’s avoiding you.

You look up at a knock on your door to see Kisame come through. You can’t really tell just by looking at him if he’s more okay with your actions than he was before.

“_______... you’re beautiful.” He finally manages to say what he might have been trying to earlier. It’s not your hair he’s looking at though, it’s you. Your eyes, your face; long hair or short, no matter what happens, you’re always going to be beautiful to him.