Ok. Ok. Bryn being super protective over his hair and not letting Anyone touch it Ever, so everyone in the guild is absolutely shook when he lets the ldb braid it without complaint
"What is she doing?" Vex hissed to the others. The Guild Master and Brynjolf were seated at the Master's desk, both poring over their own reports. It was a common sight to see them working side by side in the Cistern but Vex felt like a fight was coming.
The Guild Master's fingers were combing lazily through Brynjolf's hair while she worked. She coiled and uncoiled a lock of red hair around her finger before combing through it again, smoothing it back into place. Brynjolf somehow didn't seem to notice.
Brynjolf was weird about his hair. It had been long for all of Vex's memory of him but he didn't allow anyone else to touch it. She'd offered once to help tie it back when he was training, earning herself a threat to cut her hands off if she even tried.
"Maybe he's getting better about it." Karliah offered optimistically. Vex considered telling the Guild Master about her experience but it was impossible without drawing Brynjolf's attention. Maybe it was best to let her learn the hard way.
They watched from a distance without saying a word. The Guild Master played with his hair while they worked, eventually leaning into his shoulder and complaining about a shipment manifest. Brynjolf merely chuckled and allowed her to keep touching him.
The other thieves parted, going about their own business. Vex forgot about the incident in the weeks that passed, deciding against teasing Brynjolf about it.
"Stay still." The Guild Master insisted and Vex looked over her shoulder. She was quick enough to hold in a laugh at the sight. The rest of the thieves in the room were already staring.
Brynjolf was planted firmly in his usual chair across from Delvin. The Guild Master stood behind him, braiding various parts of his hair and looping them together. There was no fight, no threats, just an expression of affectionate annoyance on his face. The Guild Master seemed oblivious to his earlier sensitivities, pinning one of the braids in place.
"Sorry, lass." He looked at her for a brief moment but Vex saw it. She saw the sheer, undeniable love he had for her. She just kissed his forehead before continuing her work on his hair.
It became a normal occurrence. The Guild Master pulled Brynjolf's hair back into a bun and he buckled her armor when they went on jobs together. It seemed he was weird about his hair with everyone but her.
