I’m in bed all snuggled up and I feel lonely……do you by any chances have any snips of Crosshair snuggles(with Delana or bebe Asher u choose❤️) I’ma sleep now g’niiiight lovey💕💕💕
Loneliness is a real bitch, I’m sorry it’s got you down. It’s been a lonely day for me, too. Thank goodness for Cross’buir amiright. Lol.
I’ll do you one better. How about Crosshair snuggles with Dee AND baby Asher. :)
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“I can’t believe he’s six months old already.”
“Mhm,” Crosshair makes a noncommittal sound of agreement, too intoxicated with the sight of his small son snuggled between them as he traces the delicate contours of his face. Asher makes a small cooing sound in his sleep. Even though he’s frowning.
“Crosshair.”
Crosshair flickers his gaze up to his wife, laying across from him.
“Are you listening to me?”
“Every word.”
Delana’s lip twitches. “I said, he’s got your frown, even in sleep.”
Crosshair looks back down to their son. He sees it, the sharp corners of Asher’s lips curved steeply into a frown and not indicative of the way he sleeps ever so soundly. He’s such an easy baby. Perfect in every way.
“You know, if we were Hunter and Cyare, we’d already have another one on the way.”
“But we’re not, and we don’t.”
Delana chews her lip slowly, weighing his words, and choosing her next ones carefully.
“Could you see it, though?
Crosshair lifts his gaze to hers. “See what.”
“You know,” she reaches out and caresses their little guy’s face. “Another Asher.”
Crosshair straightens in the bed, just a bit, propped up on one elbow and looming protectively over Ash. His eyes never leaving his.
He hums after a long moment. “Maybe. Not now, though.” His fingers wrestle with hers for space on the Ramser’ika’s face. “I’m trying to find something about him that looks like you.”
Dee chuckles softly. “He’s handsome. That’s all you.”
“No..”
“Yes.” She leans across Asher and kisses him on the cheek. “Accept it.”
“Never.”
“Shhh..” Delana chides, barely containing her laughter as Asher stirs slightly beneath them. They watch intently as their Ramser’ika settles again with no fret or stress.
“He’s perfect,” Crosshair decides. “That’s all you.”
Delana can’t help but roll her eyes. “Really? That’s what you’re going with?”
“Take it or leave it.”
“I’ll take it,” she cranes her neck down and kisses Asher’s soft cheek. “I love you, my Little Sniper. You have the best daddy ever.”
Crosshair can’t fight the way his chest swells. “That’s not fair.”
Delana just grins at him and he swears his heart melts.
