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Scott discovers by chance that Reyes has a real good singing voice and demands every night that he sings for him before bed
A little bird told me you were having trouble sleeping. We can’t have that so I hope you find my gift useful.
Emails from Reyes weren’t rare but ones that also came with attachments always came as a surprise. Scott shifted the datapads he was going over away from his terminal before absently opening the attachment.
He expected a picture or something silly or, knowing Reyes, something a bit risque. Instead coming through the speakers was Reyes voice. Not just his voice, Reyes singing. He knew scott liked it when he sang, hell Scott asked him to often enough, but to send over a recording?
One that sounded like a lullaby.
Scott’s chest tightened as he listened to the song. He couldn’t understand it, spanish he guessed, but the intention was clear. The melody was soft and slow and he smiled softly.
“Scott? Shall I save a copy to your personal drive?”
SAM’s voice was quiet in his head and he nodded. “Yea … set it on my omni-tool too? Please.” He murmured as he shifted. Pushing the datapads into a pile on his desk to sort later he got up and stretched. “Oh, and SAM? Lock the door. Tell them I’m dead or something unless the Kett are going to destroy the universe right that second.” If the galaxy wasn’t going to explode they could leave him alone for a bit.
Scott dropped onto his bed, keying up the audio as he curled up around a pillow. Closing his eyes he let himself drift off imagining Reyes was there with him singing him softly to sleep.
