*cough cough* @hooblerism *cough cough*
from my as yet unnamed chucktab fic <3
Just when you think you’re accepting the cold, something else happens to make you feel colder. Like right now.
The machine gun fire is sporadic but still sharp enough to send ripples through the Company. Nobody is sleeping. Nobody dares to even shut their eyes for longer than a second. It could all end in the blink of an eye after all.
Tab shakes apart next to him, his teeth chattering loudly in the horrible silence surrounding them. Chuck dares to push their shoulders together, letting Tab soak up the measly heat coming off him. More gun chatter comes up the line, soaking into the snow around them like it was never there to begin with.
Chuck wonders if it’ll ever end or if he’ll continue on through this frozen hell with the sound of machine gun bullets bouncing off the inside of his head. He knows Tab is thinking the same as he whimpers softly next to him, jerking up out of the dead eyed doze he’s slipped into.
“Easy Bunny,” Chuck soothes, whispering as softly as he dares so nobody else hears them.
He knows Tab’s nickname of Bunny is a company wide one but sometimes he very privately wishes it was just his nickname. Nights like this mean Chuck’s mind will wander and he’s torn between daydreaming while being curled up with the man in them and paying attention to every tiny movement Tab gives.
Common sense wins out in the end and Chuck is now hyper aware of Tab’s unsteady breathing, the muscles of his thigh tensing next to him and the breadth of his shoulders under his dirty and cold uniform.
