Not my art

Fandom: Elsword

Written by Dirk

Aisha brushed her hair furiously. You know the cliche about having bad hair days? Well, it's true. Aisha's hair was being terribly unruly, and she wanted to put it into a nice big braid. She huffed and separated her hairs into three parts, then began to overlap the parts. She quickly gave up again, deciding she'd just have to stick with a ponytail.
Elsword was in the bathroom, and he came out, only to find a disgruntled Aisha. He blinked and leaned against the doorway. "You alright over there?"
She looked up at him. "Yeah. Just pissed. My hair isn't cooperating today." Elsword sat next to her on the bed. "What do you want it in?"
She blinked. "Uh... a braid."
Elsword nodded and brushed her hair into three even parts, and began to braid them. "I didn't know you knew how to braid." Elsword smiled. "Elesis taught me one day when we were little. It's easier to get someone else to do it then do it yourself sometimes."
She nodded. "Yeah, totally. Thanks so much for helping."
He finished the braid then used a ponytail holder to keep it in a braid. "There. All done." He said.
Aisha turned to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you!"
He grinned and kissed her gently then stood. "No problem." Aisha blushed and looked at him, taken aback. She still wasn't used to kissing him. "I... so what are we doing today?"
He shrugged. "What do you think? Running dungeons, of course." She stood up. "Can.. can it just be us today?"
"Uh... sure? If you want it to be. I think we'll have to do some easier ones, but yeah. I don't mind." He replied. She grinned and hugged him. "You're the best."
"Yeah I know."