It was dark, cold, windy and way past time for your shift to end. You were tired and annoyed by these facts, but unable to do anything about it. Trying to both keep yourself awake, and vent out some of your frustrations, you quietly sang to yourself. “He's late again, I'm getting tired and hungry. Next time I see him I'm going to hurt him.”
Chrom walked up laughing in response to your strange lyrics. “What a lovely song, though I must say the words scare me a little.” He smiled apologetically. “I'm sorry I'm late, again.”
“I'm sure you are. What excuse do you have for me this time?” You hopped down from the wooden crate you were using as a seat and continued questioning him. “Lost track of time while training, got lost in the woods, or did you drink too much at dinner again?” Placing your hands on your hips, you stared at him, waiting for an answer. “You know, it's not very nice to keep a girl waiting.”
“I know that, and I already apologized to you. I don't have an excuse for you either, I just overslept. So again, I'm sorry.” Chrom sighed as he readied to take you place watching over camp. “Go to bed already, you're moody when you're tired.” With him yawning back to back, and eyes still drooping, you knew he'd just fall asleep if you left him now. And honestly, you couldn't blame him. Everyone had worked hard the day before, and waking up in the middle of the night to stare at nothing wasn't really anyone's idea of fun. “Go on, I've relieved you already.”
“Not until I'm sure you're awake enough for me to leave.” Though it annoyed him, you sat back down next to him and thought of a way to wake him fully. “So, the weather's pretty nasty tonight, you think it'll be hot again tomorrow?”
Yawning again, he answered you groggily. “Probably, It's always hot this time of year.” Chrom had made the mistake of shutting his eyes for longer than a few seconds, and was now having a hard time opening them again. “I have got to come up with a better watch system than this. Do me a favor and remind me to do that in the morning.”
His shoulders slumped forward, his head dropped, and his breathing began slowing to an even pace. He was falling asleep, and fast. “I'm losing you aren't I? Come on, don't fall asleep on me Chrom, you won't like what I do to wake you up.”
“I am not asleep, I'm just closing my eyes. The wind burns them.” Despite what he said, you could see him getting closer and closer to sleep.
“Seriously Chrom, if I can stay up all night long, there's no reason you can't. Now get up already.” You tried shaking him, but that did very little if anything to remedy the situation. “Wow you are a seriously heavy sleeper. I guess that explains why you're always oversleeping.” Another idea popped into your head. “Water, that will get you up for sure.” Using a nearby bucket of water, you wet your fingertips and flicked them in Chrom's direction, causing little droplets to splash against his face. That too, failed to wake him up. “Fine, you leave me no choice. There's one way to wake you up that I know wont fail.” You were a little reluctant as you leaned him back to a laying position. Moving closer and closer to his neck, you took a deep breath in through your nose. With him still not responding, you blew a raspberry on his neck, just under his ear.
“What the?” Chrom's eyes flew open as he sat straight up. He'd moved so quickly you thought he might fall off of the already unstable crate.
You moved back and away from him, smiling ear to ear at the look of shock and confusion on his face. “Good to see you're up now. Sorry I had to resort to such low tactics, but you really are the heaviest sleeper I've ever met.”
“Why is my torso wet?” Still in a state of confusion, Chrom brushed off his damp shirt and looked at you. “What did you do to me while I was asleep?”
Though you'd done nothing immoral or even slightly harmful, you thought it might be nice to have a bit of fun with him. Especially since his incompetence was keeping you from sleeping. “I could tell you, but I really don't think you want to know.” You wiggled your eyebrows at him and leaned in closer, smirking pervertedly.
“If you hadn't done things in the past that would validate what you're insinuating right now, I'd call your bluff in an instant.” Chrom's face was slowly turning red with every word he spoke. “Unfortunately, your mere personality is enough to make me believe you might have done highly inappropriate things to me while I was sleeping.” He took a sharp breath in and sighed. “So I have to ask, what did you do?”
“Don't flatter yourself Chrom.” You grinned. “I didn't do anything but shake you around, splash you with water and raspberry your neck. All of which I did in an attempt to wake you up.”
“I wasn't flattering myself and you know it.” After standing up and stretching, Chrom walked up to you so that you were face to face. “It wouldn't have been the first time you did something questionable. You seem to survive off of making other people feel awkward. Which is strange in itself for an otherwise sweet young lady such as yourself.”
“H-hey, don't you try to pull that kind of garbage on me.” Usually the tormentor in situations like this, you had no idea how to react to being teased. You subconsciously took a couple of steps back, only to have him follow your every movement. “You know, you're supposed to be watching for thieves and cutthroats, not backing me into the fence. What if someone saw you acting like this? What would you do if everyone got attacked, and you were to busy doing whatever it is you're doing right now to notice?”
“The likelihood of that event happening is very, very low.” Chrom had your back to the makeshift fence and his arms on either side of your shoulders, making it obvious he didn't want you going anywhere. “So there's really nothing for you to worry about.”
“I can still think of a few things that are still worrying me a little.” With nowhere to go, you stood there feeling like an idiot and blushing like crazy. You could feel your palms starting to sweat and your heart begin to race. “Like the fact that if you get any closer, you will literally be on top of me.”
“Why does that worry you? It doesn't seem to bother you at all when you do it to me.” He dropped down the few centimeters necessary for your noses to touch and slowly slid one of his hands from the gate, to your waist. “Why would this be any different?”
You were so shocked by his strange behavior and actions, you could barely speak at all. “B-because it is okay. Now stop it.”
“And if I didn't?” His lips gently brushed against yours, sending shivers all up and down your body and halting your speech completely. “What, you have no answer for me? Pity.” For seemingly no reason, Chrom suddenly pulled away from you and walked back towards camp as Henry emerged from a nearby tent and readied to take his turn watching over the camp. “What are you still doing out here anyway?” Chrom smiled at you teasingly. “Your shift ended hours ago.”