Winter widow | One shots

Braids

Nat's POV:
Something I have always found peace in, is braiding my hair. I enjoy the tight feeling of my hair being pulled back, and I love the look of it.

I always braid my hair when I feel stressed out, it is a form of comfort for me.

I have passed this in to James as well. When ever he returns from a long mission, or the nightmares are unbearable, I will always happily sit up late to braid his hair.

To me a braid symbolizes peace, and having a choice.

Most of my life I was never given a choice, choices were always made for me, and James is the only person in my life who can relate to my experiences.

One night I woke up to James tossing and turning in his sleep. I gently rubbed his back, while quietly calling out his name to try and wake him up.

After a while he shot up.

His breathing was heavy, and he was frantically looking around the room.

I told him that he was no longer there, and he was safe.

I grabbed my hairbrush and two elastics off of my bedside table, and started braiding his hair.

This also managed to calm him down.

When I was done, he turned around and gave me a kiss on my forehead.

I fell into his embrace, and we peacefully drifted off.