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VICTORY!!!

The Administrator's voice boomed throughout sawmill, claiming the [Red/Blu] Team the winners. Whoops and cheers of delight erupted from your team, and you raised your weapon into the air. Despite panting and gasping for breath, a massive smile formed onto your face nonetheless.

One particular cry of joy caught your attention, and it just so happened to belong to none other then the scottish cyclops himself. Despite the overwhelming fatigue that overtook you, you managed to stand tall as the demolitions expert approached.

"Aye, tha' was a great battle there lass!" He cheered with his bottle of Scrumpy. "Ye were amazin' out there!" He places a large hand on your head, a drunk smile on his lips.

"Thanks Tavish! You weren't too bad yourself." You teased with a giggle. You could've sworn you saw a tint of pink on his dark cheeks, but then again, that's how he looks like when he gets drunk 24/7.

Yeah, that's it.

With a heavy sigh, and a giggle, you trudged back into the base for another celebration. This was another victory added to the chain of your team's winning spree.

"Oi, Sheila? Wot you doin' out there? C'mon ya slowpoke, let's go celebrate!" Sniper snapped you out of your trance, and with a laugh, you quickly followed him inside, the sharpshooter wrapping his arm around your shoulders. From not too far away, a certain scottish cyclops watched you walk away with the Aussie, or rather Kiwi, the same smile you gave him still plastered on your face, your cheeks flushed red, from fatigue or from the fact that Sniper had his arm around you, the drunk cyclops couldn't tell. He followed you and Sniper inside nonetheless, grabbing some of his beloved Scrumpy, before heading out and drinking his sorrows away.

Soon enough, everyone was inside the base, laughing and enjoying their time with pints of beer in their calloused hands, and you couldn't help but smile. Despite this happening at a daily basis, all their drunken grins and hearty laughs placed an even larger smile on your face, though you couldn't help but feel that something was off. Scanning the joyful faces around you, you counted seven laughing faces, and still felt the arm around your shoulders; eight mercenaries total.

Where was Demo?

"You didn't happen to see Demo, did you Sniper?" You faced him as his arm fell from your shoulders.

"Nah. Not a clue as to where 'e is. But you betta go foind 'im. At this point ya neva' know where he'll be at." He stared into your eyes, giving you a look that basically screamed 'Find my friend and bring him back.' You gave a stern nod and bolted out of the base, looking for the cyclops that you adored.

Near a cliff that overlooked a sea of oranges and pinks which reflected the gorgeous sunset sat the scottish cyclops, leaning against a massive rock and drunk off his mind, with empty bottles of Scrumpy surrounding him.

"You know a sunset is better when there's another person watching it with you." a voice said behind him. With a jolt, he was up on his feet, wobbling and swaying with an empty bottle of his precious alcohol in his hands, ready to smash said bottle on the intruder's head.

"Woah, hey, Demo... It's just me." You said, holding your hands up. If his face could get any redder it surely did, and he quickly dropped he bottle without hesitation. His amber orbs gazed into your [E/C] ones, and he almost forgot what to say until you gave him a worried glance.

"Tavish? Are you alright?" You slowly reached out to him. He responded in a flurry of stutters and stammers, the occasional 'I'm sorry' slipping from his lips.

"Calm down, Tavish!" You laughed. "It's alright!"

Soon enough, Demo was calm enough to talk properly, even though his face was nearly tomato red.

"What're ya doin' 'ere, Lass?" He sightly slurred. At least he could hold his alcohol when he needed to.

"I came looking for you... you weren't at the base when we were celebrating..." You told him. His head hung low at the memory of seeing his friend wrap his arm around you, and he turned back to the rock, sat against it and grabbed another bottle of his precious scrumpy before chugging down all its contents.

"Woah, Tavish, Hold on..!!"

You grabbed his arm in a hurry, trying to get him to stop this unhealthy habit of his for just 5 minutes, and he dropped the bottle with teary eyes. By now his face was tinted red, and he let out a shaky breath.

"Aye just don' get it. Why him?" He slurred. "Am aye not enough for ye, lass?"

You almost did a double take. What did he mean, 'not enough'? Demo was now drunk out of his wits, throwing everything in his mind out in the form of drunken slurs and heartfelt confessions, along with the occasional sniffle.

"Everyday aye look at ye with me one good eye, hopin' that aye could just... stare at yer gorgeous face ferever..." He genuinely confessed.

"Every single second of the day I worry for ye. Even though we have respawn, I worry so much when one of them disgusting [Reds/Blus] gets near ye, and I'm too far away to protect ye... Even when you die temporarily, it still kills me..." He sniffled, tears brimming his eyes. "I wish I could just hold ye and keep ye close to me... That is all aye want..."

Fat, salty tears of your own rushed down your face in rivers, and you gave a sob as you tackled the scot, who immediately responded by wrapping his arms around you tightly, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

"I love you." You both said in sync. A laugh erupted from the two of you as Demo was the first to pull away, directing his amber eyes to your [E/C], watery ones. He gave a small, warm smile as he wiped away the stray tears that fell down your cheeks.

"Why so many tears on yer beautiful face?" He laughed. You turned beet red, which didn't go unnoticed by the demolitions expert as he gave a booming laugh. You noticed that his slur was gone, which meant that he wasn't all that drunk anymore.

No sooner than later did the man of explosives capture your lips with his own, wrapping his arms around the small of your back to pull you closer to him and deepen the kiss, which you responded by wrapping your arms around his neck. Your heart was beating so rapidly you thought it would escape your chest as your poured all your pent up emotions into this moment.

After a few precious moments, air was direly needed, which made the two of you pull away, both of you panting together. Demo gave you a loving half-lidded gaze, which you almost gave a snort at, yet you felt heat creep onto your cheeks.

"Don't go sleeping on me now, cyclops." You teased, and said cyclops snapped out of his trance as he gave an evil grin.

"Tavish...?" You asked almost fearfully. Without a second thought, the demolitions expert scooped you up and tossed you onto his shoulder, making you give a yelp at the sudden action. He gave a laugh, and bolted towards the base.

Almost near the entrance of the base, the scot had set you down, giving your lips a quick peck, gently grabbed your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours before leading the way back to the base, with you close at his side.

"About toime ya showed up, Soldier was throwing a rampage-" The aussie halted his words when he saw your intertwined hands, and gave his friend a look of approval, before heading inside. You turned to face the man you've come to adore, moving up on your toes to give him a sweet kiss, which he immediately melted into.

"Oh, get a room, Lovebirds!" You heard Scout yell from inside.

"Oh, put a sock in it, Scout!" You yelled back. You heard laughs coming from inside the base, as well as next to you.

"He actually does have a point, lass..." Demo almost growled as he threw you over his shoulder and ran to his room with a smug grin on his face.

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IT
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I hope you liked it infiniti254 !

This took quite a bit to complete! Im so proud of it susjdbudbshbxjs

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