Ashla's one shots (requests open)

Cold

Fluffy little story, this time!

Gender-neutral OC or reader insert.

No trigger warnings I think.

"Scooch over," he muttered, nudging them gently. He impatiently waited as they slowly moved over in the bunk, not even opening their eyes. He slipped in next to them, tugging on the blanket to get some for himself.

"You have cold feet," they mumbled, turning their back to him.

"Then give me more blanket," Crosshair shot back, giving another pull.

They grunted and jerked it back, letting out a short huff. His lips quirked up the tiniest bit, knowing they were probably scowling.

"Just warm up quickly," they ordered.

Crosshair wrapped his arms around him and pulled them flush against him, nestling his face in their neck. They squirmed and let out a shriek as his cold hands slid up their shirt, trying to smack them away.

"I'll warm up faster with your help." Crosshair grinned. "Cuddle me."

They wiggled away, pulling the thick blanket over their shoulder. Crosshair rolled his eyes, wondering if they really thought that would stop him.

He whipped the blankets off entirely, throwing them to the floor in a heap.

"If I can't be warm, no one can!" Crosshair declared, making them sit up and shiver.

"Come on!" They whined, reaching to grab them.

Crosshair pulled them away and held them close to his chest, resting his head on their shoulder. "You can't escape from me."

They elbowed his ribs with a snarl, showing that fierce edge that he loved. He yelped and tossed them away, and their head slammed into the wall against the bunk.

Crosshair blanched, worriedly reaching for them and rapidly spitting out apologies as he propped them up. "Please tell me you're okay!"

They let out a short laugh, resting their forehead against his. "Yes, I'm fine."

Crosshair let out a breath of relief and picked the blanket up, covering them both under it.

Then he struck.

He grabbed his pillow and whipped it against their face, making them gasp. They grabbed their own pillow and smacked it against Crosshair's chest.

"Will you two shut up?" Echo grumbled, walking past to get to his own bunk.

Crosshair rolled his eyes, but settled down. He took his pillow, put it back down and they put theirs next to his.

Crosshair pulled them close to him and let out a happy sigh as he closed his eyes.

"Your feet are still cold," they complained.

He chuckled darkly and slipped his hands under their shirt again.

Short, but sweet!