(Red Scout POV That's you!)
You hid around a corner preparing for a quick ambush and rush to the intelligence. A quick taunt from Demo gives you they signal that you can go and get the intelligence with out being attack. You quickly rush into the BLU's base sneaking in the darker areas as a precaution. You may not be a spy but it still helps when hiding.
You hear the sound of someone cloaking behind you. It does not bend you from your mission. You simply and discreetly toss you're guillotine behind you in hopes of throwing the spy off your back. Enough for you to hide around a corner and take the long route. As fast as you tossed the guillotine you turn a corner.
You take quick and quiet steps to the intelligence and grab it. A uncloaking sound is heard and a certain french hand quickly stops you. "So we meet again, no?" You heave a sigh from you're lips. His advances never stop. It's started last week when you first joined. It would seem when the french spy first laid eyes on you, his mission was to get you to be his.
You decided to flow with it this time. In hopes of completing the mission faster. "Yeah, it seems to be hawt-shot. Care to release mah hands so I can complete mah mission?" You say in an attempt of a alluring voice. "Of course." He says while slowly releasing your hands. As you turn to run to finish the mission the BLU spy grabs one of your hands. "Oun one condition of course, mom amour. You become mine." You turn to face him.
Of course there was a catch. You look him dead in the eye. "I don't see why not." You said quietly, slowly step to him slowly raising your face to his. With his eyes close he slowly moves his lips to yours. Unbeknown to him you had your scatter gun aimed directly at him. Just as your lips were about to touch, you fire. Sending him to respawn.
You laugh as you run at top speed out the BLU base and safely back to your base. Shooting a couple of guys on the way. Getting shot a few times yourself. You hear the announcement of your teams victory. You all cheer and prep for a long day of celebration and sleeping. You decide to pass on the festivities and go to sleep. As you step into your dark room and shut the door a sharp pain was felt on your neck. You slowly collapse into the floor. The last thing you see is a pair of shoes and blue pant legs.
You dreamt no dreams that night, just darkness. You wake to a cold feeling on your wrist and a dark posh looking room. You attempt to sit up but the cold sensation you hand stops you. You look up at the device holding you captive. Handcuffs. The sound of a door opening and closing startles you.
"Ah mon chéri. I see 'ou are awake." You look at the sound of the voice. "Mon amour, I have brought 'ou chocolat." You just barely watch as the BLU Spy place a heart shaped box on the dresser. The heavy rain outside does not help your overflowing emotion or your sight. "How did 'ou sleep last night? Well I suspect?" Your hear the BLU Spy say. You began to shuffle uncomfortably attempting to wriggle the handcuffs loose or get your trusty picklock out your hair. "Non? Then let me cover that up and get 'ou some breakfast? Won't be long mon chéri." BLU Spy quietly opens the door and closes it again. Not before blowing you a kiss.
You hear a very soft thud. The picklock! You quickly manoeuvre your body to pick the handcuff's locks. After a second of fiddling you hear the second lock click. You quickly sit up to hide the fact the handcuffs have broken. The rain lightening but not by very much. You sit and wait for the BLU Spy. You wait to find out why he does all this.
Door squeaks open and closes just as fast. "Ah mon chéri, I see you do not need my help to sit. He places the contents of a full course meal on the bed in front of you. "Say ah, mon amour." He quietly says to you. You quietly whisper, "What do you want from me." "Say ah, mon amour." He quietly yet sternly once again says to you. You suddenly push him back and scream "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME." You quickly bolt to the window. Seeing how the BLU Team would have heard you scream. You prep to jump out the window and bolt home in the heavy rain.
A quiet sound stops you though. Sobbing and mumbling. You freeze and listen to what he was saying. "Your sobbing love sobbing all I want is your love sobbing why won't sobbing you let me love you." Something inside you breaks. You quietly step down from the ledge and face the sobbing french man. A flash of lightning brights the room for a millisecond. He changed. How did you not see this earlier during the war? His suit was loose from his lost of weight. His face was almost sticking to skull. He looked like he had faced a thousand wars on no food. You kneel in front of the BLU Spy. His sobbing slows to a stop. His blood shot eyes look at you in confusion. You wipe away his tears and lean in to kiss him.
"Je suis désolé mon cher Spy . Je vous ai rejetais tout ce temps parce que je crains la colère de nos équipes . Je ne voulais pas te faire de mal tant." His eyes widen in surprise. You had been practicing french for a while now. It was never in use till now. "I can not stay though. I promise to return tomorrow." You quickly leap out the window just as the BLU team open the doors.

Je suis désolé mon cher Spy . Je vous ai rejetais tout ce temps parce que je crains la colère de nos équipes . Je ne voulais pas te faire de mal tant. = I'm sorry my dear Spy . I rejected you all this time because I fear the wrath of our teams. I did not mean to hurt you so much. (google translate, it's probably not right. I'll fix it down the road. I'm currently learning French.)