cerealmonster15:

Headcanon or just something I think would be cute or whatever, but not really a fic:
Tango and Whiskey, my boys, being physically affectionate bffs or bfs.

But like, more in private. In public, they’re not much more physical with each other than they are with the others (maybe a few extra shoulder pats or something, but nothing too Noticeable).

When they’re alone together, however, they’re close.
They sit with their shoulders pressed together and maybe watch a movie. Whiskey rests his head on Tango’s shoulder. His forearm lays on Tango’s leg, and Tango will reach over to intertwine their fingers- this gives him something to do with his hands as he fidgets. He lightly squeezes Whiskey’s hand and absentmindedly fiddles with fingers as he chatters about the movie or whatever they’re doing. Whiskey sits and listens, just enjoying the contact.

Sometimes one will lay his head in the other’s lap and have his hair stroked while they vent about their days together. Maybe they both lay down together after a particularly rough day and just enjoy the feeling of being in each others’ arms. They each feel a strong sense of comfort in the other.

Sometimes Whiskey’s really frustrated. He’s more quiet than usual during practice and ices out the rest of his teammates (no pun intended ;p). But, afterwards, he goes to Tango. He doesn’t need to say a word as the two of them leave together to find a quiet place where they can be a lone. Whiskey vents while Tango rubs his back supportively and asks about the problems, asks if there’s anything he can do to help. This helps Whiskey feel like someone’s listening, and helps him think through things. 

Other times, it’s Tango with the problems. Perhaps he’s more chatty than usual, or maybe he’s unusually quieter as he wrings his hands and nervously heads into practice. Whiskey puts a supportive hand on his shoulder and is met with a sheepish smile from Tango. When they get to their quiet place, Whiskey immediately allows Tango to take hold of his hands to hold onto and fidget with while he spills his worries. Whiskey doesn’t say much, but does offer advice or at least a few sympathetic lines of “that sounds really shitty.” Sometimes after, he’ll lean forward and press a chaste kiss to Tango’s forehead (the nature of the kiss depending on their relationship with each other). It works for them.

They’re fine, as long as they have each other.