#And maybe Sniper should warm Scout up with a hug and a kiss perhaps or maybe even inviting him for tea and snacks? *flutters eyelashes*

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“I don’t see how ya can be out here, it’s fuckin’ freezin’...”

“You’ll get used to it.”

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Mercs reaction to coming back from a long away mission and finding out s/o had been cuddling into his left behind shirts/blankets bc it smelled like him and they missed him so much it was the only way they could sleep?

this isnt a headcanon, this is a canon if i ever saw one

Scout: my boy always gets extra exhausted after a mission, so he just gets into his& S/Os room and plops in the bed without looking,probably still in his work clothes. At some pointin the night, he will wake up to use the loo. Returning he sits down and feels something funny under his butt, it isnt soft like a bedsheet and it feels somewhat familiar. He scoops it up and inspects it..it feels excactly like one of his shirts...now,maybe...he searches with his hands a bit more and he feels more of his clothes like a blanket around you. His heart has officialy melted and he needs to contain himself from jumping onto you and hugging the light out of you.He will spoon you and kiss your shoulder, prepare to be drown in kisses and affection, he wont stop untill your or his bladder is about to burst

Soldier: he might be the messiest but he always cleans after finising a mission. After he has done a shower and scrub all that mud and blood from him , he puts a nice pair of pyjamas trousers and hes about to hit the bed when he releases you are on his bed- thats fine you have been together for a while and lowkey he loves to sleep next to you, your heartbeat lulls him-but you are holding onto something. He turns the light in the hallway and opens the door slighlty so he can look but it wont wake you. Its his jacket, the red one he ussualy wears to battle...congratulations, you are now his waifu material. He closes the light and carefully slips on the bed next to you, softly he pulls the jacket off you and snuggle you, he even gives you soft forehead kisses.

Pyro: they never take off their suit, only for bathing and they are sure to always have at least 2 spares in case something happens to the one their wearing.Their suits inside smells like hell, but they change it once the smell gets too much and bathe everyday with special soaps and make sure they wash their suits once everyday other day.So the one time they cant find their spare, they are having a mild panic attack. They are running up and down the base, trying to find it; it cant be gone, when they left for the mission they made sure they had a spare in their closet.They are about to hold Scout on gunpoint to confess but they have an idea, they havent looked at S/Os room. They drop Scoutand go to S/Os room...they see them all cuddled up with their spare...theyknow they should be angry, but they can’t. Their suit is like their skin,and seeing you cuddling it, it makes them sniffle a little. You missed them so much, you took one of their spares and risked to be burned to a crisp by them if they had a bad mindset that day just to be with them.They lock the door behind them and pull of their suit - something they do when you are alone- and gently rock you awake. You smile at them and pull them to lie with you on the bed and they oblige. Que soft make out with they rub circles on your arms and hands.

Engie: its very rare for him to go for missions, but when it happens it happens he guesses. He isnt that exhausted but his back hurts from being crouched all day so some lying down would do him some good. He opens his rooms doo and he yeets the goggles out of his eyes- you aresleeping on his bed wearning his flanel shirt and holding one of his shirts in your chest.He curses himself for not having a polaroid but damn hun, how can you be so damn cute? He undresses as fast and quiet he cans and softly scoots you over a bitso he can cuddle you...he has a funny idea and pulls one of the bundle of the shirts over him. He basically makes himself a lump covered with shirt and trousers. He pinches you so you wake up, look around mumble something and pulling the shirt lump closer you..but wait why is it heavy and why is it warm...you pull your face closer to look at it better and suddently two strong pair of arms come and hold you. You scream and almost jump off the bed but he keeps you there and peppers your face with suprose and swrry kisses.

Demo: after every succesfull mission, its a known fact that Demo gets plastered. So either Heavy or Soldier will yeet him on his bed because they want the sofa for themselves to watch a movie. S/O of course wakes up and holds him in a position where he is least likely to vomit or drool. During his sleep, they get more and more tangled together. He wakes up by a throbbing headacke and try to block the sun with the first thing his hand finds. You stir next to him and bring him some water and painkillers. He glups it down without even openinghis eyes and pulls you down for some more cuddles. Once the painkillers kick in he opens his eye and realises his been using his own shirt asa blindfold, so he throws it away and suprise, he is lying on and is tangled by his own clothes...was he that plastered? but you jus tsaid Heavy yeeted him here, so that means..aww you sweet lil bunny, he is pulling you in for a tight hug and gives you a soft kiss.

Heavy: he isnt that tired, but after so many hours in an airplane his legs hurt so much and no matter of stretches will help. He really needs to lie down. He knocks on the door and waits for a respond, you just mumble a ‘come in’ so he opens the door and steps inside. His heart explodes right here and there. You are the cutest thing he has ever seen in his entire life, all wrapped up in his sweater. He pulls you up and swings a bit, holding you against his chest, You mished old Misha so much you wore his clothes to sleep? Well, now ,from now youll sleep on Mishas chest to never miss him again.

Medic: he is about to collapse,so he does the only logical thing that comes to mind; wash his hands, take off his shoes and pass ou thappily oh his bed with his S/O by his side. He gets all comfy and hes about to spoon when he feels something different on  his S/O, that weirdly feels like one of his medical robes. He has a smug smirk on his face but he is way too tired to do anything silly so he rubs your shoulder and pulls you for a cuddle. You wake up and feel Medic sprawled on the bed next to you-hes a huge  blankethog-so you give him a small kiss and snuggle a bit closer only for him to pounce and get you under him. “ You missed me so much schwatz, now you can wear me too” he gives you small kisses on both the head and the nose.

Sniper: he is no stranger to missions, he always liked extra work- keeps his mind sharp and his aim even sharper, but hed be a liarif he said he didnt miss you...perhaps way more than you think. He even semi-jogs his way to his S/O room, because his heart is pounding so hard he feels its gonna pop out of his chest. His mind is full of insecurities, why the lights are closed, why you arent on the common room? maybe you gotbored of him, maybe you found...the trail of thought chokes him so much he doesnt see you on the bed...but holly molly, he takes of his glasses and desperately tries to find his polaroid in his bag and snap a few pics of you. You are his angel, so pure and wrapped in his trusted rugged flannel shirt. Once hes satisfied he pets your hair and rubs your cheek untill you wake up. Then he lies on top of you and gives you lots of kisses and soft nothings. You kiss him back and just drown in his affection.

Spy: its not uncommon for him to leave for missions here and there, more than the other mercs. He isnt that tired,but he needs a bit of a lying down after a long flight and barely enough nicotine to keep him sane. He leaves the dufflebag on one of his couch in his smoking room and gets in the shower. He wonders where you are, but figures maybe you have some work or you are out for errands or something. Once his done, he puts a new balaclava and hes about to go for a nice nap when he notices you sprawled up with one of his work suits snuggled on your chest. Call him soft, call him an old romantic dilf, but this dilf smiles from ear to ear. You missed him so much, you slept with his suit...he means that much to you? he really wants to wake you up with kisses but he decides to just light a cigarrete and absorb the view. Once hes done, he lies next to you and pulls the shirt away from you, and just wraps his limbs around you and lets you snuggle on his chest. You mumble his name and then just snuggle tighter, yeap his heart has shattered. He gives you a soft kiss on the crown of the headand mumbles some apologises.Please hold him, he is having a small breakdown.

[kellanved-ammanas]

12 Days of Shipmas Day Six: Scout/Sniper - Christmas Proposal

“Wake up, it’s Christmas.”

Even if was Christmas, Sniper wasn’t ready to get out of bed yet. He was comfortable and warm, he didn’t want to move let alone get out of bed. But not surprisingly, when he didn’t move, he got wacked with a pillow.

“Wake up,” Scout said, hitting him with the pillow again. “How can you sleep in on Christmas?”

Sniper groaned and caught the pillow next time it came down. “It’d be a lot easier if you let me.”

Scout huffed but relinquished the pillow when his half-hearted attempt at tugging it back failed. “I got a super special gift for you so you got to get up so we can eat and then do gift stuff.” He leaned in to kiss Sniper’s cheek, an unfair move. “Please, I love you.” An even more unfair move.

Sniper sat up with sigh. There’d be no going back to sleep with Scout around. “Love you too.” He dragged himself out of bed and got ready for the day. All the while Scout, who was already dressed and ready to go, watched, practically dancing with anticipation.

They exited out to the living and… it was still practically dark outside. The sun was just starting rise. No wonder Sniper was so tired.

“Why the bloody hell did you wake me up this earlier?” He snapped, turning to face Scout.

Scout flinched. “Sorry. I just… wanted to do this before your parents got up. The kind of gift I got is one of those like… ones you don’t give with other people around typically. I was planning on waiting until tonight to give it to you, after they’d gone to bed but… I’d fucking die if I had to wait that long, especially after how long I’ve already waited.” There was excitement on his face but the shifting of his weight from foot to foot wasn’t excitement but nervousness.

Sniper sighed, rubbing his temple. “All right, I need coffee first though.” It was clearly something important – what he couldn’t even begin to imagine – but that meant he needed to be awake for it.

“Of course, I already made coffee and breakfast.” Scout led the way to the kitchen where it was already all laid out. It was eggs and toast and by some miracle of miracles none of it was burnt too bad. Even the coffee had been brewed right, a surprise considering Scout didn’t drink coffee.

“Thanks,” Sniper muttered as they settled down at the table.

Scout ate his own breakfast rather quickly. He didn’t talk much either, unusual for him, and he only shot Sniper the occasional glance before looking away.

“You okay?” Sniper asked when Scout’s odd behaviour accumulated into him standing up to start pacing after putting his plate in the sink.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” he said with a smile, sounding genuine despite the obvious untruth of that statement. “I’m just excited about Christmas and stuff.”

Sniper frowned but if Scout didn’t want to talk about something it was nigh on impossible to get him to do so until he was ready to. “When you’d get up this morning?”

“Uh… I don’t remember. I really didn’t get much sleep last night at all.” He had been fidgeting last night, more than usual. Sniper had chalked that up to hype for Christmas the next day though, not whatever was currently making him as nervous as a kitten in a room full of rocking chairs.

Needing to get the bottom of this, Sniper quickly finished his breakfast and coffee. “Right so, what’s this all about?” he said once everything had been put in the sink.

“Hold on, I’ll go get it.” Scout ran out off the room at top speed. He turned a few seconds later, still running at top speed, with a present, a rather large one. It was wrapped in snowman wrapping paper and had a big bow on top. Scout skidded to a halt in front of Sniper. “Here,” he said holding it out. “Open it.”

Sniper took the box and carefully undid the bow followed by the wrapping paper. Inside was… another wrapped box, slightly smaller than the first. “Are you really playing this game?”

Scout let out a nervous laugh, not looking at Sniper and leaning one hand awkwardly on the kitchen counter. “Yep, got to have my fun somehow. But uh… there really is a for reals present in there though.” If it wasn’t for how nervous he was, Sniper might not have believed him.

So with a resigned sigh, he unwrapped that box too. There was of course another one inside that and another inside that and so and so on, getting progressively smaller. Scout’s nervousness seemed to grow with every new box Sniper pulled out. He wanted to comfort him but needed to find out what this was first, it was what was making him so nervous after all.

Sniper opened yet another box, a small one this time – where did Scout find so many boxes? – and dumped its contents into his hand. It was another wrapped box but… it wasn’t shaped the same, its top was rounded. Peeling the wrapping paper off revealed a little black box underneath… it looked an awful lot like a ring box.

He flipped it open and lo and behold, it held a ring. “Is this a…” he looked back up at Scout who was fidgeting more than ever, looking like he was on the verge of running away. “… an uh… wedding ring?”

“Uh… yes,” Scout replied with a forced smile. “Will you marry me?”

Sniper opened his mouth to reply but… nothing came out. This was… unexpected to say the least, he hadn’t even considered marriage and… it was a big thing.

“I-it’s fine if you don’t want to.” What little amount of confidence Scout had managed to get back into his voice to pop the question was gone now. “I’m mean… there are tons of people who don’t want to get married for various reasons or… or maybe you’re just not ready yet and I’m just like… moving too fast or maybe you don’t…”

Sniper placed the ring box on the table and stood. He grabbed the front of Scout’s shirt, pulling him in for a kiss on the mouth before he could speak that thought allowed.

Scout melted into it, clinging onto Sniper as if his life depended on it. They only eventually separated because they needed to breathe again.

“Yes,” Sniper said in a whisper. “’Course I’ll marry you.”

“Oh thank god.” Scout let out a shaky sigh of relief, even his eyes grew wet. “I was… worried you’d say ‘no’. It… didn’t even occur to me until last night that you might. And then that thought kind of got stuck in my head and fucked me up a bit.” He wiped away his tears with the heel of his hand before they could properly spill out. “Sorry for all this, I’m just real tired and… happy and… relieved and stuff.”

“It’s fine mate. I… honestly hadn’t even considered… this.” Sniper picked up the ring box again and took out the engagement ring. It was a silver band with tiny diamonds set inside it. It didn’t look too fancy or expensive but Sniper didn’t know much about these things.

“Does it fit?” Scout asked. “I measured your finger while you were asleep one night, I’m not a hundred percent sure if I did it right though.”

Sniper slipped it onto his ring finger. “Like a charm,” he said, holding his hand up for Scout to see. It would take a while for him to get used to it being there but he already liked the sight and feel of it. It represented a lot.

They were going to get married. How had that become a thing so quick? He wanted to say something but… what could he say? He’d never been good with words. So instead he just hugged Scout, pulling him close and holding him, giving him a bit more time to finish recollecting himself. Actually, they could both use a couple moments to ground themselves. It couldn’t last forever though.

“We need to clean up the boxes,” Scout eventually said, ending it. “I don’t want your parents mad at me, especially when we tell them the news.” Right, they’d have to tell their parents now. “They’re scary.”

“They ain’t scary and they’re not going to be mad at you after you just proposed to me. But uh… we should clean up.” It was only the right thing to do.

After cleaning up they settled in the living room to wait for Sniper’s parents to come down. They sat on the recliner, Scout in Sniper’s lap, head resting on Sniper’s chest.

It wasn’t long before his breathing started to deepen, signaling he was drifting off. Sniper let him, he liked it when Scout slept on him and he needed sleep anyway. Sniper would join him but… he was far too wide awake to fall asleep again anytime soon.

He lifted his ring hand to examine the ring again, he’d probably being doing that a lot for a while. It reflected the colourful lights from the Christmas tree. This was perhaps the greatest Christmas Sniper had ever had and it was still early morning.

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