Kendra carefully brushed her hair behind her ears for about the umpteenth time in the last five minutes, trying desperately not to get paint in it. Kendra loved her long hair, it was something that she had always wanted as a young child, but at the moment it was getting extremely annoying. She wished she would have done the smart thing and put her hair up before they had started painting the living room but alas she had not. She let out a frustrated groan when another strand fell into her face and she hopelessly tried to blow it away. A chuckle coming from the other side of the room halted her movements as she turned to glare at a certain unicorn. Bracken smiled fondly at her as he set down his own brush and made his way over to her. The pair had spent most of the week painting the various rooms inside their newly constructed house. It wasn't anything huge or fancy, something Kendra was thankful for, but it was perfect. It was everything she ever wanted in a house. They had of course been offered a living space in the Palace in the Fairy Realm, and while they still technically had that, they had opted to build something for themselves. Something that was more personal, that gave them a place to get away from everything. While, also not being that far. Their house sat about ten minutes away from both the main house and the Fairy Realm. The perfect medium. Originally, there had been a few concerns about their safety, living in the forests of Fablehaven. However, their, very large, yard was heavily protected. The barrier was marked by a white fence, broken up periodically by beautiful trees that bloomed all year around. The blooms would change color with the season but they never faded away. There was also the added protection of Astrids that surrounded the house at all times. Ready to guard against any threat that may arise. And then of course there was the fact that, Kendra and Bracken were far from helpless. Both of them were very powerful and neither of them was willing to allow anything to happen to the other.

"Need some help with that ?" He asked playfully, pulling her away from her thoughts and back to the present. She nodded, A small pout making its way onto her face. Not needing any further prompting, Bracken began gathering her hair in his hands. Hands that were miraculously free of paint. In fact, it seemed that somehow he had managed to be almost completely free of any paint. The exception being a streak under his left eye and a small amount that had found it's way into his silvery hair, despite it being pulled back away from his face. She on the other hand was not as fortunate. It seemed that she had gotten more paint on herself than on the walls. Kendra sighed, relishing in the feeling of his gentle fingers scrapping against her scalp as he carefully weaved her hair into anintricate braid.

How do you know how to do this? " Kendra asked softly. It wasn't the first time he had done her hair. Quite the contrary, he often did it when she was in a rush or too tired to do it herself. He also had a habit of doing it when he was bored or feeling particularly fidgety. the later usually quite a bit of experimenting which led to some pretty interesting , despite all the times he had done it, she had never asked that particular question.

" I used to do it for my sisters. All of us absolutely hated the palace hairdresser. She made too many smart remarks on how we looked and her harsh tugging made it an undesirable experience. She always made me feel as if I was a doll. Mizelle and I took the brunt of it. She was too cautious to insult the young ones knowing that she would then suffer the full extent of mine and Mizelle's wrath. So the five of us kind of came to an agreement. We learned the preferred hairstyles as quickly as we could and worked hard to get them done in time, especially with the younger children. The hairdresser never told our mother, she was simply happy to be rid of us. " He was quite for a moment, seeming to be deciding whether or not to continue when he said," Besides it was not uncommon for young male warriors to where them into battle. " Kendra couldn't stop the laugh that escaped her lips as she imagined Bracken going into battle looking like Legolas. A silver blush coated his cheeks and he bashfully looked away. Kendra loved hearing stories of his past. Loved getting to imagine young Bracken doing all of these she got to learn more about the culture of the Fairy Realm. Which often gave her gems like this one. Once she had regained control of herself she stood on her toes and placed a kiss to his jaw, hoping up for her laughter.

" I think you would look handsome with a braid." She said as another blush made its way onto his cheeks. She thought for a moment before adding."I hope you know we will absolutely be testing this theory."

" That's what I was afraid of." Bracken groaned, dropping his head onto her shoulder.

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Here is another short one shot! I know that I have other projects to work on but this was a random idea that wouldn't leave me alone so I had to write it. I really hope you like it! Let me know what you think and what you want to see next!