if it's not too much trouble could I request gn reader x crosshair with number 16 🫣 and preferably cross saying the "line"
thanks so much and congrats on 500 followers 😊💕
Never too much trouble. <3 Hope I did it justice!
Crosshair: #16 - "I've seen the way you look at me, when you think I'm not looking. You don't think I've noticed…"
Word Count: 2.7k Content: Kissin, Harder Kissin, and general Crosshair a**holery.
FULL DISCLOSURE -- the setting/meeting of this Crosshair/reader was inspired by this fic by MelMorganne99 on Ao3. I tweaked it to be a tea shop, and it’s not an AU, but still felt as though credit was due. If you’re looking for a long, engaging, fun, amazing AU slow burn with Crosshair and an OC, give it a read!
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The door to the shop swung open with a dainty tinkle from the bell, and you looked up from your book behind the counter to see who it was. Him again. That lanky newcomer who had originally visited a few weeks ago with a similarly tall, skinny man he’d introduced as his brother. They were both equipped with a curious array of armor, splashed with red accents across the gray, and were quite unique-looking, catching your interest immediately. The first had approached the counter with a squint of scrutiny at the menu, scanning the lists of loose-leaf teas you offered, and the second had simply lurked behind, lazily rolling a toothpick from one side of his mouth to the other.
“For increased muscular vascularity and general circulation, which of the following options would you surmise is the most concentrated and potent? The cinnamon green tea or the hawthorne root tea?” the bespectacled one inquired, looking up to you and continuing quickly as though his question needed to be justified, “I understand they are both useful for that purpose, but am curious if you’re aware of the concentration levels of your particular strains.”
He was regarding you so earnestly that you couldn’t tell whether to be pissed off or amused, but the eyeroll from his companion behind him pushed you more toward amusement. You made a thinking face, twisting your lips to one side and furrowing your brow, and considered the question. To be completely honest, you didn’t have a damn clue, but didn’t want to appear completely inept. Fortunately, your pondering was interrupted by the impatient lurker.
Reposting some of my works for all you new followers (welcome!!) who might be looking for some fun, warm and fuzzy reads while we wait for TBB S3!!
Ooooo this one was inspired by a full-length fic over on Ao3 (linked here) that was SOOOO GOOD! I think about it regularly.
