Pablo Gavi

You had been waiting for Gavi to come home for what felt like forever.

The front door finally opened.

“Amor, I'm home!”

You looked up from your phone, expecting to see your boyfriend walking in like usual.

Except… something was very, very different.

Gavi stepped into the room, casually dropping his keys onto the table.

His hair was bright pink.

He looked at you, completely unfazed, as if he hadn't just dyed his hair without telling you.

“…Why are you staring at me like that?” he asked, trying not to laugh.

He ran a hand through his newly pink hair, a small grin appearing on his face.

“Do you like it?”