Writing Game 1.6: Gift
Prompt: Gift
Pairing: Chrom/Robin
Chrom has to admit, he is rather taken with Robin.
Whenever he actually says this out loud, however, it generally earns him a slap upside the head from Lissa - "Of course you are! He's your husband!"
Chrom will laugh, and it is as if the situation strikes him anew; that he not only loves Robin with all of his heart, but that he is lucky enough to be wed to him!
It's not only a wonderful outcome for the fact of their love, either - Robin is exceptionally good at filling in all the gaps in Chrom's capabilities, off of the battlefield as well as on it. Robin brings not only knowledge and capability in magic to the table, but a proficiency for paperwork that Frederick could only dream of Chrom attaining, and an ability to reason out solutions to problems that make Chrom's head spin - and Chrom's natural tenacity and compassion often help him get to the heart of matters that would otherwise take an age to reach.
But of all things, Chrom is most happy that he excels at one thing that Robin does not. Well, two if you count physical endurance, although Robin does like it when Chrom offers to carry him.
Robin is terrible at giving gifts.
This strange deficiency only occurs when it comes to traditional gift giving times, such as a birthday or the harvest festival - at any other time, Robin is thoughtful and kind. He'll have Chrom's weapons polished and sharpened, or write him a love note, or perform a spell to help him relax - one time Robin went all the way up to Valm just to procure him some of those sticks of incense from Chon'sin just because he wanted to spoil him.
But bring it down to the harvest festival, and Chrom found himself with a crate of oranges, and Lissa baffled by a collection of buttons - Robin floundered with explanations for those.
Robin's unofficial gifts only grew more thoughtful - and his official ones more confusing.
"You know I love you, right?" Chrom chuckled when they finally reached their bed that evening - Robin's gift had consisted of asking Vaike to give a performance for the royal household of a comedy routine he had been devising. Which the Vaike seemed to revel at - for two minutes, before he developed stage fright and began flexing and telling embarrassing stories about Chrom. Lissa had snorted so hard she fell from her chair, but all in all... not a great gift.
"Ominous start." Robin smirked, nestling against his husband's chest.
"Well... can you tell me what you were thinking that made you think this was a good idea? Or, rather, what you were drinking at the time?"
Robin's smirk died, and he narrowed his eyes at Chrom. "I happened to have been perfectly sober." He blushed. "It's just that I have no idea how I thought - I swear, it seemed like a fantastic idea at the time!"
"I mean... any other time of the year, I love your gifts - you always seem to be thinking of me, and I admire that so about you. So... what is it about the harvest? And birthdays?"
Robin groaned. "I'm not sure. Something about the... the requirement of it. I do love you. And doing things for you. But... I don't know, there's some kind of terrible pressure about being expected to. When I give you a gift, it's easy to please you because you never expect it. But then when I know you'll be wanting something good, I can never muster it up."
Chrom kissed him. "You know, for the best tactician in the world, you really are quite a silly man."
"Hey!"
"I don't enjoy your gifts because they're unexpected - I enjoy them because they're thoughtful and wonderful, and oh, that's right, they're from my favorite person in the world."
"Oh." Robin blushed.
"All this time, you thought I was just an easily-pleased buffoon?" Chrom teased, giving Robin a mock-offended pout.
"No, never!" Robin began to protest, before Chrom kissed him again.
"How about we just... keep our gift giving spontaneous?" Chrom suggested.
"You mean... no birthday gifts or harvest presents?"
"Well... I can pick our gift for others out. And we can still give gifts, just... without pressure."
Robin frowned. "That seems a little drastic."
Chrom smirked. "I can think of a substitute for birthday gifts, at least."
Robin tilted his head, before understanding dawned with Chrom's wandering hands.
"That... sounds like a fine idea."
"I knew you'd see reason." Chrom chuckled against his husband's lips. "You know I love you. And your gifts. Even the oranges."
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fe13 x wc
mods are asleep post warrior cats chrobin
rambling under cut 👇
- robin is born a kittypet edit: loner but doesnt know he has a shadowclan father
- he lives with his mom and his twolegs around twolegplace and the edges of the clan until one day she goes missing
- friends with rushclaw, who was born in thunderclan and is brother to the leader (emmeryn) and is deputy phila is deputy, chrom’s a warrior for now
- robin joins thunderclan and gets the name lightningpaw (he’s an adult at this point but trains as an apprentice under frederick for three moons) and eventually lightningsight
- might change clan names later but for rn thunderclan = ylisse and shadowclan = plegia
design choices
- for robin's name i wanted something that was reminiscent of light due to robin as a name meaning shining, and reflet, his japanese name, meaning reflect. then i was like oh duh. thunder magic. lightning.
- sight was chosen bc of robin's tactical abilities. in wc, i think this translates into him just being generally clever and maybe having good senses
- chrom i had a harder time choosing a prefix. i was thinking about rock-ish names at first bc of chrom. chrome. chromium. idk. and i thought about blue. so then i was thinking about water names and settled on rush
- i knew for certain i wanted claw or heart as the suffix. i mean it’s chrom c'mon.
- i tried to somewhat emulate their clothing in their designs with robin having spots mimicking grima's eyes and his body referencing his coat. he has a mark on his paw to reference where his brand of grima usually is
- chrom has a scar on his shoulder where his brand would normally be and a scar on his back to sort of emulate falchion's sheath. the white on his back is his cape and his asymmetrical socks mimic his single sleeve and leg warmer
- robin’s a little smaller and leaner than average. dainty way of holding himself. while chrom’s super fluffy and just a big ass cat. broad shoulders and giant paws. “muscles rippling beneath his pelt”, as the erins might say
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