🤍10. “Stop moving and let me braid your hair.”
summary: Kate bishop has an obsession with running her fingers through long-haired y/n’s hair.
warnings: pet names, really fluffy fluff
reader pronouns: they/them
Kate Bishop was many things, as cliché as it sounds, but you never expected her to be practically a proffessional hairstylist. Kate claims that she had a lot of dolls and practiced doing their hair when she was absolutely out of her mind bored.
she was also a great movie watching partner, even though she always has something to say about it, but its ok, because so did you.
now here you were, the unofficial official couple, watching a movie called Words on Bathroom Walls.
Kate gasped suddenly, and for once it wasnt because of the movie.
you side-eyed her. “what?”
she turns her head slowly with a large grin spreading across her face. “I could braid your hair while we watch this, and then, we go out for dinner! we might even talk clint into coming.”
She mumbled the last part.
you bit your lip. “Clint’s gonna pay though, right? He’ll come. He never says no to me.”
“Oh definitely.” Kate laughed. “Now back to the hair situation.”
you blinked. “You’re getting the brush. I’m not getting up. I don’t wanna miss Joaquin’s face.” sighing dreamily, you thought of those perfect curls.
kate sat up. “You’re lucky im in like with you.” she said before racing off.
half a minute later, kate decked in sweats, dives for the couch. her eyes are wide open, as is her mouth as the leaps onto you.
you shrieked loudly. kate’s laugh drowns the sound out a second later. soon enough your laughter joins hers.
Kate was so gentle with your hair. brushing carefully, untangling knots firmly yet soothingly. soon the sound of her barely audible off key humming and the movie were the only things in the room.
finally she divided your hair into sections.
you paused the movie and reached for your phone.
kate raised a brow from behind you. “can you stop squirming?”
“bro, i just had to get my phone, oh my god.” you replied, rolling your eyes with a tiny smile.
“yeah sure.”
you opened messages and clicked on Clint’s contact.
hey do u wanna go out for dinner with laura and everybody???? is what you sent
next you opened Delilah’s contact because Clint was always busy with something.
hey tell ur dad we should go get sum food later Delilah always responded quickly, so you didnt close the app
ten four gotta get that food 😩🍒🍑🍆🌮
she sent back not even thirty seconds later
you giggled slightly at her use of emojis
“i told delilah to tell Clint, cos you know how Clint takes like 5 hours to reply.” you informed Kate.
“yessss!” kate said, probably wiggling her shoulders happily.
“im bored Katie-Kat. whoa, where did I get ‘Katie-Kat’?”
kate audibly winced. “ok, for real, never call me that again.”
you laughed. “whatever you say Katie-Kat.”
she huffed playfully, and gave a small tug on your hair. “stop moving and let me braid your hair.”
