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Bad Batchers reacting to you flinching

Basically head cannons but like, with dialogue

Note: I'm sorry if you've requested something and I haven't written it, I have a lot in my inbox and so few things written. It's summer and I have a lot of free time so let's pray I am able to write them. Anywho, this is the only thing I've been able to write in a long time, so I posted it.

Warnings: Implied abuse/domestic violence but no real talk of it. Tech researches it, comfort, cuddles, the boys being absolute sweethearts, nothing else it's just fluff.

I couldn't figure out if I should write this platonic or not so you can see my internal battle when writing this. Most of them could be read either way. (Except Crosshair because he's a man-whore)

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Hunter

Initially, Hunter thought you were just sensitive to your surroundings (Which was mostly true). It's something that he could understand easily, something mutual that he could bond with you over.

For example: If there's a sudden loud noise and you both wince, he kind of makes eye contact with you and you exchange sheepish smiles. He didn't truly know the underlying cause of it, until he noticed the other things you flinched at. It wasn't at bright lights or things like he twitched at, it was people. He noticed that you tense at the sound of someone's footsteps, or if somebody would walk up behind you unannounced.

He didn't question you, respecting that you would tell him when you were comfortable. But you never did.

One day, you were both left alone by your barracks, just for a short amount of time. When there was a distinct sound of Wrecker dropping something loud, and a gruff "Sorry!" following not long after. You shared a look when you both scrunched up a bit at the loud noise. You smiled softly at him and were confused when you opened your eyes and were met with a pretty serious looking face. (Hunter can't truly hide emotions off of his face too well)

"I- uhm." He paused for a moment, contemplating weather to bring this up or not. "I'm not sure why you flinch?" Wow, great way to start this conversation. Hunter is very awkward, I'm here for it ig.

Your palms started to sweat a bit and it felt like you just met the drop part on a rollercoaster. You gave him an even more questioning look.

"I know I flinch from my uhm, you know, but... I'm not sure why you do?" This is not subtle, but yes, make it worse Hunter.

"Well- Well, what do you want to know?" You asked, somewhat surprised.

"What do you want to tell me?" He asked softly.

"My flinching, I guess, is caused from bad past experiences, just home life." You shrugged, bringing a hand up to scratch the back of your neck. You look up at him again to be met with a concerned and soft expression.

"I know it feels awkward right now, but I'm here for you, always, Cyar'ika. I would never hurt you, we would never hurt you, no matter what. You can feel safe with us, you are safe with us." You nod at this, and take a few steps toward him, closing the space. He was somewhat puzzled about what you were doing, until you began to reach out to him.

Your eyes turn a bit glassy as he wraps his arms around you in a deep, comforting hug. One that you haven't had in a long time. Your silent tears soak his shoulder, and he just stands there, rubbing your back, showing he's there.

Wrecker

The first time it happened, he was raising his hand into the air to grab something over your head. When he was reaching past your face, he noticed the slight twitch in your expression. He didn't think much of it, maybe you didn't expect him to reach for it, maybe you were just surprised.

The second time it happened, it was a less subtle flinch, and it hurt him a little bit more inside. He had been walking in from just accomplishing the latest mission, you could barely see him in your prereferral vision. He reached out to give you a high five as you turned your head, closed your eyes, scrunched your shoulders, and faced away from him as an immediate instinctual response.

Wrecker knows he is a big boy, he knows how intimidating he can be, and it's his worst fear for you to be afraid of him. He would never hurt you and he thought you knew that.

"Mesh'la?" He spoke softly, a drastic change from his usual booming voice. He knew something was obviously wrong and that a soft approach would work best. (Wrecker is an empath ngl)

At the sound of his voice your shoulders relaxed a bit and you started slowly turning your head back to him. "I-uhm, I'm sorry, this is kind of embarrassing." You try to laugh it off and move on, not wanting to keep this going any longer than it has to. But Wrecker wants to make sure you're okay, he thinks you might be afraid of him, did he do something wrong?

"Are you okay? You know I won't hurt you right?" He paused a bit nervously, whilst your heart dropped. "I know I'm tall an'-an' I have all these scars but-"

"Wrecker I'm not afraid of you." You sigh sadly, facing him fully and putting your hands on his cheeks.

"Then what is it?" He has those big, beautiful puppy dog eyes, pleading with you to tell him.

"That's something I don't know if I'm ready to talk about yet, but when I am, I will tell you. But don't ever think it's you, I feel safe when I'm with you, okay?"

"Alright, jus' tell me if anything's wrong alright? I'm here for ya"

That night you cuddled, and you told him, he was supportive and listened the entire time. He wiped your tears if you cried and made sure to validate all of your feelings. He made sure you knew he was always right here when you need him.

Tech

Tech liked to observe you quite a lot, not in a creepy way though. Like, sometimes he may notice when you look at something a little too long, now he knows what to get for your birthday. He also notices your behaviors, your nostrils fairing when you are about to cry, the smile you give when you're shy, the... random flinching you have when somebody gets too close?

Tech was very intrigued when he noticed the reoccurring twitches you would have when somebody's hand would fly by your face, or something would slam a little too loudly. He decided to do some research on it (duh)

He found a lot about Tourette Syndrome, tic disorders, and one-sided friendships. None of those things seemed to be the cause of this. So, he dug a bit deeper, coming across an article on the effects of being yelled at. This eventually lead him down a spiral of articles about domestic violence. When he found he finally had enough information, he waited for an opportunity to approach you about the situation.

One evening, you were sitting in the co-pilots seat, having a light conversation with Tech about Banthas. He lifted his arm to hit a button or two on your side. Of course, he could have asked you to do it, but he didn't want to bother you whilst you were talking. That's when he again notices your flinch.

" Cyar'ika, why do you flinch?" He asks bluntly.

"What do you mean?" You had at least thought you did okay at hiding them, apparently not.

"You flinch when things get close to your face, or at quick loud noises. Why does that happen to you?" He says, looking at you as he slightly leans toward you and adjusts his goggles.

"Well, it's just a habit I guess." You try to shrug it off. Tech almost, almost, rolls his eyes, but refrains. He sits quietly, implying that you continue.

You start to sweat a bit and your breathing quickens slightly; he senses this immediately and realizes this might not have been the best wat to go about it. His eyes soften and he sits up a bit.

"Don't worry darling, you do not have to tell me if you wouldn't like to. It was just my curiosity getting to me." He offers a small smile, trying to make sure you're comfortable.

You nod and calm down, "I would like to tell you Tech... I just don't truly know what to say." You frown and watch as his eyebrows form a crease. It made you want to shrink into the chair.

"I could help you find the words if you would like." He offered, confusing you. He sensed this and began to explain further, "I have gathered intel, I could share and see if there are experiences you resonate with." He says matter of fact, yet his eyes expressed how much he cared for you in this situation.

You gave a nod, and he began asking you, respectfully, if you could relate to situations. When he understood what you had gone through, he slowly put his hand on your shoulder (to not cause a flinch) and told you that you are safe, and that he cared for you.

Echo

You and Echo were lying in bed with your leg thrown around his hip facing each other. You weren't really saying anything, just enjoying each other's company while the others slept.

A few of your hairs had fallen into your face without you noticing it, Echo did. He gave a subtle smile and reached up to tuck it behind your ear. Before he could get to it, your eyes had shut, and you moved your head back. It took you a second to open your eyes, but when you did, they opened to a puzzled look on Echo's face.

"What's that about?" He asked.

"Just wasn't expecting it." You tried to play it off, but he could see right through you.

"Are you alright? What going on?" He questioned softly, moving his hand to rub your shoulder.

"It's just something that happens to me I guess, a result of my home life. Sorry, you shouldn't worry, I've been working on it." The furrow in his brow deepens.

"You don't have to apologize, Cyare, there's nothing to apologize for." He reassured you, and puts his hand back up, halfway to your face. "Is this alright?" You take a deep breath and nod, he puts the stray hair behind your ear and gives you a sweet smile. "You don't ever have to be afraid of me, Angel, I would never ever lay a hand on you like that." He looked at you earnestly.

An unknown tension in you released, "I love you, Echo."

"I love you too, Sweetheart, you're safe here."

Crosshair

Crosshair wouldn't know what to do about it at first, he's noticed you flinching around him on multiple occasions, but hasn't said anything.

He tells himself he doesn't take it to heart, but he does. He doesn't know why your doing that, he has no reason to believe it's him. Is what he trying to think. But in actuality, he's thinking the exact opposite.

As your relationship was building, he began to see how stupid he was being. But it happened again as he went in to kiss you for the first time. He was leaning on his arm placed against the wall for support as he trapped you between it and him. Your faces were so close to each other, yet every bit he leaned in further he could see the small twitches in your face and neck. Your mouth had just tilted up towards his as he pulled away, leaving his one hand where it was rested on your hip. You could see the heartbroken look on his face, and you felt extremely guilty.

"Do I scare you?" He asked solemnly, looking away from you.

You put your hands on his cheeks and pulled him back, so his eyes could meet yours again. "No." You replied breathily.

"Then why-" He was sharply cut off by you.

"You haven't met-" You stopped yourself, taking a deep breath. "It's not because of you, and it never will be." You replied, somewhat bluntly. Crosshairs eyes widened a bit, he felt guilty and selfish for thinking the way he had.

"Darling- I'm sorry- I didn't-"

"You don't have to apologize." You sighed, putting your hand on top of the one resting on your hip. "I should have told you sooner, and I will explain more when I'm ready." He nodded and took his place closer to you again. You grabbed the nape of his neck and pulled him to your lips.

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Yes, I did cry while writing this. This was completely self-indulgent, based on my experiences. I also stayed up all night writing this so you should like re-blog it or something like that *Hint Hint*

If you need help here is the number for the domestic abuse hotline: 737-225-3150 Trust me, reaching out is better than saying nothing, no matter what, you deserve to feel safe. My asks are always open.

Master List

Just talked to another girl who fled an abusive partner.

Hers was even worse than mine. Jeez.