I had the strangest dream this morning...

He had just gotten out of the shower, and back into bed. I watched him walking towards me from the bed myself. He was lying there toweling off his hair with one hand and the other reached under my back and drew me close to him. I reached my hands around his neck and in the darkness he kissed me. The kiss was long and deep. My hands clutched the back of his head and I felt something wet and thick on them. I recoiled from him and stared at my hands that were dripping with black inky dye. I stared at his face and realized that he had dyed his hair a deep shade of bluey black in the shower. He murmured as he got out of bed and dressed that he and his brother had done it together. When I followed him out of the bedroom he was someone I didn't know and I kept trying to tell myself that the man sitting on my couch pulling on his shoes had only dyed his hair, not become someone entirely different...