Bridgerton One Shot

One of your favourite things to do with your husband was to go for walks, and together you had explored a large amount of your little corner of London, walking the length and breadth of the streets and parks that were near to your home. You enjoyed spending time hand in hand with Colin as you wandered aimlessly until you tired or had something that you needed to do and headed back to your home.

There weren't any other plans for the rest of the day, so you headed to wander the nearby park to occupy your day and speak of anything and everything that came to mind. You had no expectation to return home anytime soon, only thinking to return when you either tired or succumbed to boredom, but nature seemed to have other plans for you. You had barely been out of the house for an hour before rain began to drizzle upon you. Colin suggested turning back, and you agreed but the heavens opened before you had even exited the park, leaving you bother soaked through and sodden by the time you returned to your home.

"Remove your jacket and take a seat," Colin stated as soon as you entered the main entrance of your home. "I shall grab you a blanket."

You went to argue with him, not needing to be cared for seen as he was equally as damp, but he had left the room before you could say anything. You did as you were told hanging your coat up on the rail, taking a passing glance at yourself in the mirror, seeing your once pleasantly styled hair was now flattened and messy. You made your way to the sitting room, removing the items that had once held up your hair, relenting to the damage that had come to it.

"Here, my love," Colin said, placing the blanket around your shoulders, wrapping it around you.

"Thank you," you smiled up at him, finishing the dismantling of your hair, leaving it clinging to your face and hanging over your back and blanket.

"Would you like me to braid your hair?" He asked.

You raised an eyebrow at him. Normally a maid helped you with your hair or you'd do it yourself, but you never considered asking your husband to help you.

"Don't look so shocked," he chuckled. "I used to help my sisters, at some point we all learnt how to do a basic braid to appease them."

You paused for a moment, considering the offer. "I would love that."

Colin grabbed the brush from your side table that you left there often, starting to tame the mess that the rain had caused. You enjoyed him brushing your hair, but you were cold and uncomfortable in your dampened clothes, so struggled to sit still, fidgeting as you tried to pull the blanket closer to you. It didn't bother him much whilst he brushed your hair but when he begun to braid it, it became annoying rather quickly.

"Stop moving and let me braid your hair," he frowned.

"Sorry," you smiled sheepishly.

He continued to braid your hair until it was all neatly wrapped together in a single braid. Colin ran a hand over it one last time, leaning in to press a kiss to your temple.

"Your hair is really soft," he stated. "And it definitely looks better than whatever the weather had done to it."

"Thank you, dear."

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Written by Charlotte.

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