Bakugou Hair Novels & Stories

“But as long as we're not cutting my hair, I'm in.” “Well, thank God for wigs.” He smirked and bent to open the bag. Inside were hair of all colours and styles. My hand flew to my mouth in surprise. “Ahh, I know. I'm amazing.” He stood, nodding with pride. I couldn't help but laugh. “Okay, we've got blonde, auburn, redhead, silver, black, green, dreadlocks—you name it!” “Got a beard too?” I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

I did not style my hair as it was the same as yesterday, it has still maintained as it is. Not bad! I kept it the same and started grooming myself a bit. I glanced at Kiara, the way she has been struggling to comb her curly hair made me giggle. "Wait let me help you," I said and started braiding her hair. Kiara was humming a tune. Our hairdo matches with each other a lot. Might have inherited from hierarchy genes. "Where is your school bag? You packed it neat?" I asked her, she nodded obediently. "Yes Ali"

She walked out of her office only to meet the rider outside. "Yes," she scrunched her face, not remembering if she ordered anything. He nodded and took out a nice pink and white branded bag that said Baddie's Hair. She thanked him, looking through the bag. She didn't see a note or anything. "Look who does not have a man. Hairs from this brand are mad quality and expensive," Amanda said, trying to look at it. Christiana smiled, seeing the blonde wig. She remembered telling James she was going to buy one soon, but she didn't think he listened since he was kind of sleepy that night.

he asked sarcastically. I carefully looked at his hair, which was very different. He had quite a unique haircut that was styled into a high ponytail that extended down his back. The sides of his head were shaved, with a sharp, defined line running parallel to the shaved area, giving a clean, edgy contrast to the longer hair on top.

Loick’s POV: After I saw HK, I first bowed three times and expressed my admiration for him And then, I asked with admiration all overall my face, “Can I ask you a few questions?” He calmly nodded his head. I looked at his hair and asked, “Your wig looks so real. How much is it? Is it expensive? Where did you buy it?” He was stunned for a moment. He reached out to touch his hair. “It’s quite expensive. I brought it in my mother’s womb.” “Really? No way. Is this real hair?” I reached out to pull his hair. “Why do you still have so much hair when you are still so skilled?”

Her lips pressed together in concentration. Then it happened just as she was about to cut through the skin. The woman’s hair. At first I thought it was the light flickering, but no—the body’s dark hair changed, strands shifting into a honey blonde . For a split second, Bengü’s locks glowed honey blonde, then snapped back to black. Aylin gasped, the scalpel clattering onto the tray. “Kenan… did you see—?” “I saw,” I said with my voice low and tight.

The long hair was even more beautiful than mine, moreover it had a mixed color of sky blue, copper and silver. The hair was so beautiful... I was still holding my wound, then I got up and stood up. Without realizing it, my hand touched the hair from behind. While the owner of the hair turned to me, so that made me so surprised. Right now, I know the face of the man with the hair that I admire so much. "You, Hyun Ki?!" My eyes opened wide, I recognized that it was Xiao Hyun Ki, the Prince of Hell.

Her lips pressed together in concentration. Then it happened just as she was about to cut through the skin. The woman’s hair. At first I thought it was the light flickering, but no—the body’s dark hair changed, strands shifting into a honey blonde . For a split second, Bengü’s locks glowed honey blonde, then snapped back to black. Aylin gasped, the scalpel clattering onto the tray. “Kenan… did you see—?” “I saw,” I said with my voice low and tight.

he called out in a growl. His long hair was pulled into a man bun at the back of his head. Damn he looked good like that.

I gave her a brief nod and stalked towards the dressing table, hitching on a stool. Layla made sure to style my hair beautifully and daringly. Unlike other she-wolves who wore their hair the same pack design, I was a bit defiant. I wore my home pack's style of braids - the upper half of the hair is made into a french twist while the second-half will be curled beneath my shoulders. As usual, the people would be outraged for bringing a strange style but Kaiden didn't mind. , he loved it. He always gave me this intense look whenever our eyes met and I'd fall in love with him all over again.