((A/N: Taking a little time off from my main fan fiction "Stitches." I just needed a little break, and decided to take drabble prompts over on my tumblr: teddy-stitches (dot) tumblr (dot) com. This is the result. Hope you enjoy!))
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Prompt: Engineer/Spy, Music
They were both perfectly aware of the other, but out of respect, they chose to ignore that fact. The Engineer had been oblivious at first, but all it took was a downwind breeze carrying the scent of expensive cigarettes and cologne to expose his cloaked voyeur. And so it became habit; in the evenings, Engineer would sit out by the fire pit he'd created with Pyro, drink a few Blu Streaks and pluck at his guitar. It wouldn't be long before that familiar scent would over power the fire and Engineer would find himself playing for a private audience. He could speculate all night what would cause the Spy to have a fondness for Rockabilly music, but he decided it was ultimately a waste of time to speculate. If the Frenchman enjoyed the Texans acoustic versions of Johnny Cash songs, who was he to judge?