Not a Soldier - Bad Batch (Hunter) x Fem!Reader

~+Fourteen+~

"Crosshair?" You whispered, and he turned around, slowly.

His gaze met yours, and his eyes widened, his toothpick moving to the otherside of his mouth.

"Y/n," He hissed. "What a pleasant surprise."

You ran to him, ready to embrace him in a hug but he stepped back, scowling.

"I'm dreaming, aren't I?" He asked. "You're not actually here."

"Yes and no," You said. "You are dreaming, yes. But I used the Force, to communicate with you. To see you again."

You smiled up at him, and he looked down at you.

"I thought we had something, Y/n," He said, turning around to look back out over the water and into the whiteness.

"What do you mean?" You asked.

"You know exactly what I mean," Crosshair scowled. "But instead, you left me to be with Hunter. The Clone who doesn't follow orders. Who betrayed his own people. That's the man you want, Y/n?"

"I..." You started, but lifted your gaze away from him. "You...you liked me?"

Crosshair scowled, looking at you.

"I can't believe you've been so blind," Crosshair hissed. "But here we are."

"I need to go," You said, turning around.

He caught your wrist.

"Y/n," He said. "If you tell Hunter, he'll come after me."

"What if that's what we both want?" You asked, turning to face him. "What if I want you to come back, Crosshair?"

"And live with the fact that I may be in love with you, and live with the pain?" Crosshair snapped. "I don't think so, Y/n. I really don't."

•*•*•

Your eyes opened, and you saw Hunter, his eyes still fixed on you.

He smiled as you climbed out of Crosshair's bunk, closing the curtain.

"Did you see him?" Hunter asked, standing up.

"Mhm," You hummed, the memory of him telling you he loved you kicking in.

"What did he say?" Hunter asked.

"He, uh, didn't talk," You lied, slipping into your bunk, facing away from Hunter.

Hunter sighed, slipping into the bunk next to you, wrapping his arms around you after he clicked off the lamp.

"I know when you lie, Y/n," Hunter said. "What did he say?"

You shook your head.

"Nothing important," You said, turning to face him as you nuzzled into his neck. "Nothing important at all."

•*•*•

-Hunter's POV-

Hunter was awake, looking down at Y/n, one arm around her waist and the other stroking her hair.

He held her closer, before hesitantly placing the softest, and lightest kiss on her forehead.

She seemed to smile, and she shifted, before nuzzling back into him.

He wondered what Y/n saw with Crosshair last night, that made her not talk about it. It concerned him, but there's nothing he could do about it.

"Hunter! Hunter!" Omega whisper-shouted, having Hunter turn his head to see Omega, her own comm device on her arm. "Look what I got!"