(In which you share a calming afternoon with her.) (yoo iseol & reader) (fluff.) "Senior, can you teach me that?"
You feel yourself jump at the sudden voice, before looking up to see her standing before you with a monotone expression. That was how you would describe Yoo Iseol, if you couldn't see the slight glimmer in her eyes as she spoke, seemingly hesitant to ask this question but at the same time hopeful for a new learning experience. For some reason, the way she looked at you made your heart clench and you couldn't find a shred of rejection in your heart to deny her of her wants. "What do you mean, junior sister?" You smiled, tilting your head to the side. You wondered what she was referring to, since you were sure that you weren't doing anything but meditating underneath a plum blossom tree in the courtyard. Usually, your body would prefer a good training session in this pleasant weather, to train and exhaust yourself until you're completely spent with a satisfied smile; but your heart had longed for a peaceful solace underneath blooming petals, and who were you if not one to follow your heart? You were broken out of your thoughts when you heard her speak again. It was low, hushed in a way, but at the same time, brought a harmonious comfort to your ears. You couldn't help but sigh in content. "Your swordsmanship. I want to learn it, please." As expected from a disciple from Mount Hua. You gestured her over, patting the spot next to you with your hand. She was confused at first, but stood next to you a few moments later. "Iseol-ah, I meant you could sit here." "But how would that help me learn?" You almost let out a laugh if it weren't for the confused expression she had. It was cute, you thought. You could see why the other disciples had thought of her as a vain beauty. "Come sit with me for a bit, won't you? It would be a waste to not enjoy it." She thought about it for a while, before nodding and sitting next to you. You smiled at her, deciding to lean onto the tree with a relaxed expression. She continued to stare at you, quietly observing you as you relaxed under the tree. Moments continued to pass, before you remembered something and finally sat up. "Oh, I have something for you." You said, taking out a hair brush and a hair piece. You were out on a task when you spotted the hair piece being sold at one of the stores. The color and design of it was simple, but it reminded you of Iseol. While the both of you were warriors at heart, you couldn't help but wonder what your junior sister would look like if she dressed up a little. Even if the item may not be used in the future and will only collect dust somewhere in the dorms, you still bought it anyway for a single moment like this.
She stared at it, tilting her head to the side. "Will you let me put it on?" You asked with a smile, beaming with hopeful innocence. Iseol only nodded, turning around to let you. Your smile widened, not expecting this outcome, but quickly got to work. You couldn't let her wait, right? That would be rude. Softly, you took her hair into your hands, brushing her strands with utmost care. The comb tugged at her hair, but you were careful when undoing any knots and continued your ministrations. When you were finally done, you began sectioning her hair into several parts, before beginning to braid and style them with a technique learned from your travels. Iseol wasn't used to this. She was more familiar with doing her own hair quickly in the morning before heading out to begin her day. However, it didn't mean that it wasn't unwelcomed. In fact, she enjoyed the calming humming of her senior while they did her hair, the soft breeze and the faint scent of plum blossoms above them. It felt like she was being cared for by a parent, despite only being a little younger than her senior. (Or atleast, that was what she thought.) Her demeanor relaxed slightly as she closed her eyes, pleased with the soft moment being shared between two disciples. When you were finally done, she had fallen asleep. You held your voice, not wanting to interrupt her slumber. Had she been going up into the mountains to train again? You would've praised her for her diligence if she was awake, but perhaps you would have to wait for now. Instead, you allowed her to lean against you as the both of you enjoyed this peaceful afternoon, underneath the plum blossoms, underneath the aspiration of a growing future.