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I chose you, my love
“What was it, Cross, that made you do chose me of everyone else? A Reg no less.”
Echo’s tone was serious as he made the inquiry.
The two were lying languidly on their bed, side by side, eyes connected with Echo’s tone low and gentle, never demanding an answer, simply wanting to ask the question out of curiosity of the surely sniper across him.
Knowing the team sniper’s stance on the Regs, well, Echo could not help but wonder as to the why and why him in particular it had been that finally made the cut, so to speak. Not that Echo wasn’t a catch but yeah, it was Crosshair after all, the sourpuss of the group.
Crosshair remained silent for a long spell, simply staring at Echo, right into his eyes, nothing new there though, he was like that with Echo. All mush and filled with fluff, but in private only, naturally.
“I think… It was the because of your utter badassery. You know, back on Skako where we found you.”
“Badassery? Heh, I am not a badass, per se.” Echo could not help but snort though, the response a surprise for sure.
“Per se, funny Echo. Cause you are. I mean, straight out of the freezer and into the fire fight. How could you now be a badass. I mean, we all are true, but you were worse!”
They both laughed at that, as it had been true. There having been no keeping Echo down even if he was only just then thawing!
“So, the worse one got to you then, eh Cross?”
“Nah, not worse, like you said, per se. It’s the way you smirk when you think nobody is watching after having done the quote worse unquote thing.”
“I don’t smirk, Cross.”
“Sure ya do. I mean, I saw it several times during the battle with the clankers and then the soon after that it was when Rex said it would be like the good old times.” Crosshair sounded serious enough. “But I’ve seen you do it plenty of times after.”
Echo known for his following regulations to the letter, alas, guess the ARC, the former Chaos Twin wasn’t as stickler to the rules as everyone else believed or Echo wanted them to believe?
Crosshair certainly having seen right thorough the man.
“Yeah, well, I give you that. But smirking? I don’t do that, Cross.” Echo tried to think back, even trying a smirk on for a size, which did not go unnoticed by Crosshair.
“That one! That right there!”
“Cross, I don’t smirk!”
“Yeah, and tookas can fly.”
“Well, if they have wings they do!”
They both had to laugh at the ridiculousness of the moment though.
“Echo, the point here is, that I, chose you, because you’re you and there is no other answer. Even if you are a badass, still it’s all you, my sweet Echo.”
Echos could only stare at the never admitting nor too many words sniper, as all the love was clearly pouring out of the man right there in front of him. How could Echo ever doubt it? As to the why him?
“I accept that answer, Cross.”
With a smile, Echo leaned in, kissing Crosshair, gently and softly at first.
But, the soft usually never lasted long between the two lovers. Well, sometimes it did, like now. But yeah, it soon grew into something, more. It always did, they were badasses after all, both in and out of their private bunk room.
Breaking off for only a spell, as the two never getting enough of one and other.
“Now, show me some of that badassery I chose, eh love!”
“It’s a promise, Cross!"