Birthday Song
Crosshair sings you a song for your birthday.
Crosshair x reader | 580 words
Note: Year 3 of my tradition writing super self-indulgent Crosshair scenes for my birthday π I will never tire of finding ways to make grumpy toothpick man soft and tender.
You pulled the blanket tighter around your shoulders as you gazed out at the city from your balcony. It was chilly but not unbearable. It was your birthday and you felt at peace.
You'd told anyone who'd asked that you didn't want it to be a big deal this year. It wasn't a milestone age, there was a lot to worry about going on in the galaxy, it just didn't feel like the time for big celebrations. A nice, simple day was all you could really ask for.
Your man, Crosshair, was never one to make a fuss about such things anyway, so he'd hardly complained at the order to not bother with any special plans. Instead, the two of you had gone about the day as normal, attending to your own errands, comfortably working around each other without too much direct interaction.
Now you were taking a break outside, enjoying fresh air in last few hours of winter sunlight, silently reflecting on your year and the goals you had for yourself heading into the next one. You were content with where you were, proud of the things you'd accomplished, even if they weren't as impressive or flashy as others of your age. And you already had a few things to look forward to, new challenges to work through that would surely make you just as happy come your next birthday.
The small smile resting on your face started to grow wider as you felt a presence behind you. That was another thing to feel especially grateful for, you noted, as warmth pressed into your back and thin arms snaked around to pull you closer. You leaned into Crosshair's embrace, resting your head back onto his shoulder. His mouth pressed into your hair with a low hum.
Then the hum grew into a tune. You closed your eyes as soft words floated in the air around you.
Like a river flows... Surely to the sea... Darling, so it goes...
Your body subtly shifted to the side, and then to the other, as Crosshair began rocking you back and forth. Swaying in time to the music you both heard in your heads.
Some things are meant to be...
You loved his voice. Some called it snake-like; menacing, even. And you could agree it was not a tone you'd want to hear at the other end of a blaster. But right now, there were no blasters. There was no war. No reason for him to be so cutting and severe. Now, his voice was soft. Gentle. Conveying few but meaningful words. And when he sang, you felt even more of his heart being shared.
Take my hand... Take my whole life too...
You breathed in deeply, and then your voice joined his.
"For I can't help... falling in love... with you...."
A light kiss was pressed to your temple as your harmony concluded.
"Happy Birthday, love," he whispered.
You tilted your head to try and get a look at him. He smiled down at you, looking just as serene as you felt.
"I love when you sing," you said.
Predictably, he huffed a little. "Only for you."
And it was true. No one knew the talent he had but you. He could sell records, perform at ritzy lounges... as you often teased. But not today. Today, you could keep his voice just for yourself.
You hummed and stood on your tip-toes to give him a kiss. "And what a lovely birthday song it is."
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