Fluffy Hair Guys Novels & Stories

Matt said. “One of the guys was a pretty boy, skinny, brown eyes, and sandy brown hair. The other was creepy as shit. He was tall, but not as tall as me and Dex. He had no hair, I mean none – not on his head, clean shaven – he didn’t even have eyebrows. He had the bluest blue eyes I had ever seen,” D.J. stressed. “You said, three guys,” Williamson said nastily. Matt could tell Williamson was pissed. He couldn’t stand people who turned their backs on their friends.

His hair wasn't long but cut to almost reach his skull. He's cute, and he has a charming face. "I'm Noah!". Another guy introduces himself to me. He's fair in complexion and he's muscular. None of them were putting on anything in their upper body, so I would see what their bodies looked like. "I'm Jack!". The last guy who hadn't introduced himself said, and he had a very bright smile on his face. He wasn't muscular and his upper body seems to be like that of Josh. He's also fair in complexion…… and his hair is black like that of mine.

It’s quite thin on top, but the bottom makes up for it. He looks like a sleeping cherub, now that she thinks about it. Except his hair isn’t curly in the least. It’s straight and smooth, quite floppy if she may add. The image is making her mentally laugh. She’s picturing a weirdly coherent headbang with that kind of hair. She lets out a soft snort.

I do not want another version of her and that too is like me. "Hello? Are you even listening to me?" He asked, unimpressed and disappointment lacing in his tone. "What were you even saying?" I frowned, noticing how my hair locks were a mess. Does this guy even brush out my hair? If I come back in my body with a bushy nest, I'm ripping his hair out of his scalp. Plus, balding is trendy. If silver was here, she would've said it's always trendy. It's a common thing in every timeline.

I replied. They both looked at each other like this was an amusing game. I can already tell that even though they seem like mean fighting machines they are nothing but jokesters underneath it all. "I was going to cut my hair today, that's what we usually do so that people can tell us apart but, we have crazed elders on the loose so that got put on hold." One replied. A haircut? I could do that. I mean how hard could it be? "How do you usually cut it?" I asked. "I usually buzz cut the sides but leave the top a little longer to style it." He replied. Now that I look I can see that his hair is shorter than his brothers. "Okay, let's do it then." I replied smiling. His smile dropped from his fac

Along with a few on my torso and my back. The other guy was still just as huge but with a little longer sandy blonde hair and the bangs were swept out of his face. They curled a little at the ends. They kind of remind me of how we all used to wear our hair as teenagers. With the flips underneath our hats like the bull riders we knew. This guy was just as big as the other one, just a bit thinner. Not by much though. These two could probably take us both on. I mean we wouldn't make it easy for them but I don't think we would win. Not like we used to.

Crowding a table in the corner of the break room, Will and Liezel listened to him with lesser appetite once he started devouring his meal. “Cool,” Will said and his facial expression slightly tensed at the sight of a lettuce sliding off between the fat meat in Glen’s sandwich. “Don’t you ever consider getting a new haircut? Cutting your hair short?” he said. It was needless to say that he couldn’t help but notice his friend’s hair that was disturbingly growing out in all directions. “I already told you, dude. Girls dig big guys with big hair,” Glen told Will. “It gives them the impression that everything about me is huge. Everything. As in everything. Get it?” He smirked, resembling a white

They had more than doubled the customer base and had three other employees working under them besides the work they did themselves and the part time help from their dad. Jacob and Jason both had their hair styled in a quiff but Jacob had spikes of blond highlights in his and kept it long and textured in a straight up and straight back fashion. Jason’s was his natural dark brown, faded more at the sides and of a medium length on top that he kept swept to the right. Jacob kept his face clean shaven whereas Jason kept the remnants of a five o’clock shadow and a very finely trimmed mustache.

What the hell, get a hold of yourself, Lia! He's tall, must be over six feet tall and broad shouldered. His body is chiseled to perfection. He doesn't look like he has an inch of fat on him. He has black hair styled with the front ones a bit long and straight, and the back is cut low. It's definitely one of those fuckboy hairstyles. Every inch of him is simply human perfection. I don't even realize I'm still looking at him, eyes locked on his perfect features, until he speaks again.

Yet, before even Killian could open his lips to mutter another word, they rushed to stand up as if they just waked up from a deep slumber, their faces together with their messy looks and hair depicts a mixture of shock, embarrassment, and glee. "Ooh, Kill's girl was finally in the house! Welcome to our humble abode, Ms. Fridays!" After the awkward staring contest, one guy exclaimed breaking the silence in the most silliest way possible as he pushed back his messy hair and grinned widely at us. The other one rushed forward with his arms wide open, his eyes were gleaming with mischief and his smile was crooked, revealing his tooth even covered with a seemingly a piece of spinach from the pizza