Brother!EnglandXLongHaired!Sister!Reader

So, here you have long hair ^^ 

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You just got home from your friend’s house and a bath wouldn’t hurt, right? So you went upstairs and threw your bag to the bed and prepared to go to the bathroom. You only got one bathroom, with a bathtub and you lived in a shared flat with your brother. Your brother was still working so nobody would disturb you.

You entered the bathroom and locked the door. Then as you waited the warm water to fill the bathtub, you slowly took off your clothes as you stretched your body. When the water was ready, you got into the tub and let your body relax and release the pain away. You had always enjoyed times like this. Quiet, calm and relaxing. You let your body sank more into the water until what’s left was just from your nose and above. You really, really enjoyed it, until someone ruined it.

The door was suddenly opened and it revealed your brother, who had his shirt unbutton. When he saw you, he stopped and you two, like, had a staring competition. While you stared at him with what-the-heck face, he stared at you with a surprised face and you could tell that his face was growing redder and redder. He suddenly closed the door in a quick pace and shouted, “You should lock the door, (name)!”

“Well, I have locked the door AND closed the door for a reason, idiot!” between you siblings, you never held back any words. You just spoke what you wanted to.

“But it’s not locked!”

“Then knock first!!”

After that he didn’t reply anything, resulting your victory. You enjoyed your moment a little longer and thinking that he might want to have a bath too, you got up and used the towel to clean the water and went outside. That's when you realized the lock was broken. You sighed. “The shower’s empty, Art.” You told him and he went inside while you went to your room.

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You let a new towel hung on your shoulder so your wet hair wouldn’t wet your clothes. You wanted to let it dry naturally. When you were in front of you laptop and was about to start a song. you heard knocks on your door.

The door was opened, revealing your brother, again.

“(name),” he called.

“Yeah?” you turned your eyes back to the screen. Even though you didn’t see him, you had a clue that he was fidgeting there. “(name), I’m sorry about earlier, so…” you heard a rattle and you turned your face again, “Can I… dry your hair as an apology?”

You set a WTF face as you saw him holding a hairdryer. Before you even answered, he dragged you out of the room and went downstairs. He sat you on the couch and started to dry your hair. You crossed your arms, leaned on the couch and crossed your legs like a boss. It’s not that you weren’t grateful or didn’t like it, but it was the 10<sup>th</sup> time he did it for you, this month.

And as he dried your hair, he’d compliment your long hair as he touched it with care. It seemed he liked long hair. Why didn’t he grow one?!

“Oi, Artie. I guess you do this on your own will, not as an apology.”

“W-What? How mean! How can you say that?!”

“Because~ you have done it, like, the tenth time this month and you always tell me the same thing over and over again about my hair. It’s… kind of annoying.”

“What? I praise you for having such a beautiful hair like this, (name),” he said.

“Yes, I know. But you’re touching it like you want it everytime. Why don’t you grow your hair? It’s not that hard, just don’t cut it short and keep it neat. So you can touch your own long hair!”

“Uh… I’ve tried it and it didn’t work well,” he said.

“When did you try?” you asked. You didn’t expect him to do that.

“That’s when I was small and you were still in mother’s womb…”

“Then try it again, now,” you said.

“There’s no way I will, git! I’ll embarrass myself!”

As you thought of the next answer or question, he had finished drying your hair. He smiled proudly and got up, putting the hairdryer in a drawer and went back to sit beside you.

You were still thinking and as if there’s a bulb above your head, you smiled and snapped your finger. He looked at you with a confused face. “What is it?”

“Maybe I should buy you a long hair wig so you can put it on in your room so you won’t be embarrassed. How does it sound?”