***I didn't know how to word this nor start this. I really didn't know how to write it over all ;-;. Hope you like it!***

"Y/n, what are we to do?" The Signless was talking to me in a hushed voice. The bluebloods and the minions of the Grand Highblood were crawling around, looking for us lowbloods. The Summoner, the Signless and I were hiding under the boards of the floor. We were trapped underneath the highbloods' fortress. It was a tight area, almost squishing me like the small fish that people eat (Sardine or whatever. I don't like to eat fish). "I don't kn-know," I stammer. The Summoner made an impatient noise. "My w1ngs are cramp1ng up," He said. "1 have to get out of here." He almost began to stand when I squeak and pull him down, him landing on me. I blush bright b/c. "Y-you could potentially kill us, and I don't feel like dying!" I whispered. Summoner smirked. "Th1s 1s an 1nterest1ng pose, don't you th1nk?" He said amused. The Signless looked at the Summoner with disgust. He tugged and my shirt and said, "What are we to do?" He repeated. I roll my eyes and smile. "We could charge?" Summoner hummed. "Sure," He grinned. The Signless glared and nodded. What did they do to get on each other's nerves? I get up from under the Summoner and rearrange my armor,  the blush still apparent on my face. To say the truth, I have flushed feelings for both of the fighters. I look up at the boards of the floor and see silhouettes. The shadows were buff, most likely Darkleer's people. I began shoving the boys and point at the boards. The brief moment when I wasn't looking at them, they were glaring at each other and mouthing insults. I glare at the two and mouth, 'On three!' I counted with my fingers and on three, we broke the boards of the floor. I take my weapon and start slashing at a blueblood's leg. It roared and took out an arrow, aiming it at me. I flit around the room, trying to make it difficult to target. The Summoner had flown up and all arrows were pointing towards him. The Signless had his scythe out and reluctantly began cutting the bluebloods. The subjuggulators had not heard anything yet, thank Gog. We would have all been dead in a minute. I felt someone pick me up, their hands around my waist. I squeak and hit one of the hands. "Whoa doll!" A smug voice said. I looked up to see the Summoner with a smirk. I felt my face turn bright b/c with embarrassment. He pressed me close to his chest and whispered, "Hold on!" And rushed to the Signless. He was being surrounded by bluebloods because he didn't believe in much violence, being a preacher. I hold out my arms and he saw me. He lifts up his arms and said something but the wind was going fast, making it unable for me to hear. I grab his arms and he looks up at me I smile and he grins. The cloak he always wears flies back, showing his eyes sparkle. I would break out in a deeper blush if I could. The Summoner began having difficulty breathing. I look up and see his face turning bronze. "We're close, you can make it!" I say. The camp was about five miles away, and we weren't too high up. He began to pump his wings harder, going faster, the camp getting closer and closer. We began to decrease n height, the Signless' feet hitting the ground in front of the camp. The Summoner lightly put me down and collapsed. "Summoner!" I rush over and see that his wings were clearly overworked and he was passed out. He was panting and sweating. The Signless came up behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "He'll 6e fine, Y/n. He just needs to rest." He said. I nod and began to pick up the tired rust blood. The Signless picks his arm up and we start dragging him to his personal tent. "I'll g9 gra6 water and such," He said. I make sure the Summoner is comfortable and smile at the Signless."Thanks." I look back at the resting Summoner. The Signless wrapped me around in a hug. "We fucking did it," He said. "We have them d9wn f9r a 6it, and we g9t 6ack h9me." He kissed my forehead and I blushed again. He chuckled and left the room. I look down at the Summoner. He was breathing easily now and his face was illuminated by candle glow. 'Thank you Summoner," I say quietly. He raised his head a little bit and opened his eyes. "No problem, doll," He said weakly. I blush and hold his hand. "You did amazingly out there," I said. "Can't believe you were able to drag us too!" He chuckled. "1 couldn't leave you there." "What about Signless?" I ask. Summoner scowled. "1 guess." I cross my arms and tried to look stern. "What's going on between you two? You guys are acting like wrigglers." The Summoner refused to look at me. I lock my jaw and say again. "What is going on?" "Ahem," I heard a voice say behind me. I turn to see the Signless scratching his head. He seemed embarrassed. I walk over to him and pull him by the neck over to the Summoner, not responding to the stuttering protests. "What the hell is going on, guys? Stop acting like idiots and tell me!" I say a bit menacingly. "Y/n, I truly think this is a 6ad t9pic, why d9n't we talk 9f-9f-" The Signless stuttered. The Sommuner sighed and said, 'Gosh, doll, 1 guess we w1ll." He took a deep breath as the Signless stood shell-shocked. "We're both flushed for you." I felt my face drain of blood then go to a bright blush then back to drained. "Are y9u 9kay, Y/n?" The Signless said a bit frightened. I stutter out, "W-what?" I mean, I could tell the Signless liked me by the kiss on the forehead. The Sommuner sighed and sat up. "Bad idea, bad idea, get back down!" I tell him. He was still weak. He still sat up, ignoring my protest and kissed me on the lips. I squeak and turn b/c. The Signless made an unknown sound and shoved him off, livid. "What the fuck, Summ9ner!" Signless snarled. The Summoner shrugged and grinned a cocky grin. "Whatever, whatever," The Signless was muttering to himself. "What the hell!" I say angrily. "Why didn't you guys tell me sooner, I would've chosen earlier." I look away from the two. How am I to choose? I'm flushed for both. The Signless put a hand on my shoulder and gently turned me around. "We were scared, or 1 was at least." The Summoner said sheepishly. "But you don't have to choose." He smirked. "We don't m1nd shar1ng you." I blush bright b/c. Again. I'm sick of blushing, Gog damn. The Summoner pulled me down on the bed and hugged me, against my protests. The Signless sat on the bed and looked at the floor. I give up trying to get out of the tangle of arms. I yawn; today the fighting and hiding tired me out. I wasn't always out on the battlefield, preferring to use tactics. I felt my eyelids getting heavy and I try to fight the sleep. The Signless looked at my tired face and blushed. I felt my vision go dark as I got held by both the Summoner and the Signless. "Flushed for you," They both whisper. I say sleepily, "Flushed for you too."