Haircut And Kiss: Part 3 by AI Haircut Stories

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This is the final part of this story. All these stories were written by AI.

Ethan had just graduated from college, and he had a new job as a software engineer. He had to travel to another city for a project, and he stayed at a hotel with Ryan, his boyfriend of over two years.

Ryan was a barber, and he had his own barbershop. He had left it in charge of his brother, who was also a barber. He had decided to accompany Ethan on his trip, and he had brought his barber tools with him.

They had met at the barbershop, when Ethan went there to get a trim. Ryan had cut his hair, and they had felt a connection. They had exchanged phone numbers, and they had agreed to go on a date. They had hit it off, and they had started dating.

They had been happy for a while, but they had also faced some challenges. They had different personalities, interests, and goals. They had argued, and they had made up. They had loved each other, but they had also hurt each other.

They had tried to make their relationship work, but they had also wondered if it was worth it.

They had stayed at the hotel for a week, and they had enjoyed their time together. They had gone to the hotel's restaurant, and they had seen Lucas there.

Lucas was Ethan's ex-boyfriend, and his first love. They had met in high school, and they had dated for a year. They had broken up after Lucas shaved Ethan's head, and told him that he wanted to end their relationship.

They had been heartbroken, and they had tried to forget each other. They had gone to different colleges, and they had pursued different careers. Lucas had become a successful student, and he had graduated with honors. He had also grown his hair long, and he had worn it in a bun.

They had not seen each other for two years, and they had been surprised to see each other at the hotel. Ethan had greeted Lucas, and he had introduced him to Ryan. They had all eaten lunch together, and they had had a fun conversation. Lucas had told them that he had traveled to the city to go to a Taylor Swift concert, and that he was a big fan of her.

They had finished lunch, and they had said goodbye. They had left to their respective rooms, and they had not expected to see each other again.

But fate had other plans.

At night, Lucas' room had an issue with the power, and the power went out. He had called the management of the hotel, and they had told him that they needed the whole night to fix the problem, and that they could not get him another room.

He had felt frustrated and scared, and he had wondered what to do. He had remembered Ethan, and he had decided to call him. He had asked him if he could stay the night at his hotel room, since his had an issue and the power went out.

Ethan had felt sorry for him, and he had agreed to let him stay. He had told him that he had an extra bed, because Ryan had to leave. He had explained that Ryan's brother had called him, because there was an issue with the barbershop, and that he had to go back. He had told him that he understood, and that he wished him luck.

He had told Lucas to come to his room, and he had waited for him.

Lucas had packed his things, and he had gone to Ethan's room. He had knocked on the door, and Ethan had opened it. He had seen Lucas standing there, wearing pajamas. He had smiled and invited him in.

They had entered the room, and they had seen two beds. Ethan had told Lucas to take the one on the right, and he had taken the one on the left. They had sat on their beds, and they had turned on the TV.

They had started talking about their lives, and how they had been all these years. They had told each other about their college experiences, their careers, their hobbies, and their dreams. They had laughed, and they had reminisced. They had felt a connection, and they had enjoyed their company.

They had also talked about their hair, and how they had changed it, Ethan had grown his blonde hair to his shoulders but he always ties it in a ponytail. Ethan had told Lucas that Ryan had taught him how to cut hair, and that he knew the basics. He had joked that he could give him a haircut, if he wanted.

Lucas had smiled and said that he would like to give him a haircut. He had told him that he had only cut someone else's hair once, when he buzzed Ethan's hair, and that he wanted to do it again, like in old times, only if Ethan agreed.

Ethan had felt a shock and a thrill, and he had agreed. He had told him to go to the bathroom, and to get the scissors and the clipper that Ryan had left there.

They had gone to the bathroom, and Lucas had grabbed the tools. He had told Ethan to sit on the chair, and he had put a towel around his shoulders. He had untied Ethan's hair, and he had combed it. He had tied it again in a really high and tight ponytail, and he had started cutting it with the scissors. He had felt the ponytail fall to his feet, and he had felt a satisfaction.

He had grabbed the clipper, and he had run it over Ethan's hair. He had watched as the blonde stubble fell to the floor, and he had felt a thrill.

He had finished the haircut, and he had turned off the clipper. He had looked at Ethan, and he had seen a new face. He had seen his features more clearly, his eyes, his nose, his mouth. He had seen his skin, his ears, his neck. He had seen his friend, the boy he once loved, sitting before him, bald.

He had felt a surge of emotions. He had felt awe, admiration, and pride. He had felt joy, happiness, and peace. He had felt sadness, regret, and pain.

After Ethan's haircut, they started talking more and then he asked about Lucas' hair. His hair was tied into a bun, and it looked long and curly. Ethan thought that it was his turn now and he asked Lucas if he wanted a haircut too. Lucas was waiting for Ethan to ask him that, so he quickly agreed and told him to not cut too much. He trusted Ethan, and he wanted to please him.

Ethan untied Lucas' bun and watched his brown hair fall to his back. It was soft and thick, and it reached his waist. He combed it with his fingers, and he felt a temptation to cut it. He asked Lucas how he wanted the haircut, and Lucas pointed at his shoulders. He told him to cut only that much, and to leave the rest.

Ethan nodded and grabbed the scissors. He took his time with the scissors and started cutting Lucas' hair to his shoulders. He cut it in sections, and he watched as the long locks fell to the floor. He made sure to cut it evenly, and he added some layers. He finished the cut, and he tied Lucas' hair into a bun again. He looked at him, and he saw a new face. He saw his features more clearly, his eyes, his nose, his mouth. He saw his skin, his ears, his neck. He saw his friend, the boy he once loved, sitting before him, with shorter hair.

He felt a surge of emotions. He felt awe, admiration, and pride. He felt joy, happiness, and peace. He felt sadness, regret, and pain.

He hugged him, and he whispered in his ear.

"I'm sorry."

Lucas hugged him back, and he asked him.

"For what?"

Ethan looked at him, and he told him the truth.

"For this."

He grabbed the scissors again, and he placed them at Lucas' bun. He snipped really fast and cut it off. He watched as the brown hair fell to his feet, and he felt a thrill.

He grabbed the clipper, and he turned it on. He heard the buzzing sound, and he felt a rush.

He ran the clipper over Lucas' head, and he shaved off his hair. He watched as the stubble fell to the floor, and he felt a satisfaction.

He finished the haircut, and he turned off the clipper. He looked at Lucas, and he saw a new face. He saw his features more clearly, his eyes, his nose, his mouth. He saw his skin, his ears, his neck. He saw his friend, the boy he loved, sitting before him, bald.

He felt a surge of emotions. He felt awe, admiration, and pride. He felt joy, happiness, and peace. He felt sadness, regret, and pain.

He hugged him, and he whispered in his ear.

"I'm sorry."

Lucas hugged him back, and he felt a shock. He reached for his hair, but it was gone. He felt the cold metal of the clipper on his scalp, and he saw his hair on the floor. He gasped and asked Ethan.

"What did you do?"

Ethan told him that he had shaved his head, and that he had done it because he felt like it was his turn now, after Lucas cut his.

He told him that he was sorry, and that he hoped he would forgive him, which he did.

They enjoyed their company, and they talked about their feelings. They apologized, and they thanked each other. They remembered, and they said goodbye.

They decided to stay friends, and they wished each other well.

Lucas asked him if he would get back with him, but Ethan said no. He told him that he was in a relationship with Ryan, and that he loved him. He told him that Ryan had been really good with him over these two years, and that he wanted to be with him.

He told him that he was sorry, and that he hoped he would understand.

Lucas said that he understood, and that he was happy for him. He said that he was sorry, too, and that he hoped he would be happy.

They hugged each other, and they said goodbye.

They parted ways, and they did not expect to see each other again.

But fate had other plans.

A year later, Ethan met Ryan in another city. He had traveled there to break up with him, and he did it. He told him that he was sorry, but that he had to end their relationship. He told him that he loved him, but that he was not in love with him. He told him that he had someone else, and that he wanted to be with him.

He told him that he was grateful for everything, and that he thanked him for all the good memories. He told him that he was his friend, but that he was not his soulmate.

He told him that he was sorry, and that he hoped he would forgive him.

Ryan listened to him, and he felt a mix of emotions. He felt anger, betrayal, and disbelief. He felt hurt, heartbroken, and devastated. He felt understanding, acceptance, and forgiveness.

He looked at him, and he told him that he loved him, too. He told him that he was hurt, but that he understood. He told him that he was sad, but that he accepted. He told him that he was angry, but that he forgave him.

He told him that he was sorry, too, and that he hoped he would be happy.

They hugged each other, and they cried.

They had just shared their last hug, and their last goodbye.

Ethan left Ryan, and he went to where Lucas was. He had found out that Lucas was in the same city, and he wanted to see him. He had realized that he still loved him, and that he wanted to be with him. He had realized that he was his soulmate, and that he had made a mistake.

He found him at a coffee shop, and he approached him. He saw him sitting there, reading a book. He saw his face, his eyes, his nose, his mouth. He saw his skin, his ears, his neck. He saw his hair, which had grown back, and which was long and curly. He saw his friend, the boy he loved, and he felt a spark.

He smiled and said his name.

"Lucas."

Lucas looked up and saw him. He saw his face, his eyes, his nose, his mouth. He saw his skin, his ears, his neck. He saw his hair, which was still short, and which was blonde and stubbly. He saw his friend, the boy he loved, and he felt a spark.

He smiled and said his name.

"Ethan."

They looked at each other, and they felt a mix of emotions. They felt surprise, shock, and curiosity. They felt joy, happiness, and excitement. They felt love, passion, and desire.

They got up, and they hugged each other. They felt each other's warmth, and they felt a connection. They felt like they belonged together, and they felt like they had found each other.

They kissed, and they felt a fire. They felt each other's lips, and they felt a sensation. They felt like they were in heaven, and they felt like they had come home.

They broke the kiss, and they smiled. They said each other's name, and they said "I love you". They said "I'm sorry", and they said "I forgive you". They said "I missed you", and they said "I'm here".

They held hands, and they walked out of the coffee shop. They decided to start over, and they decided to be together. They decided to be happy, and they decided to be in love.

They had just started a new relationship, and they had no idea what would happen next.

The End.

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