Green couldn't call it love. They weren't one night stands, they weren't an official couple. Honestly, he didn't know what he could call this relationship. Friendship? They were more than that. Rivalry? That ended the moment Red became champion.
They weren't in love, yet they always seem to gravitate back to each other. Green thought it was time to leave. Discard all thoughts about him and move on, but couldn't find the heart to do so.
On some nights he would find Red on his doorstep, expression unreadable as always. Green let him enter. He let him push his body down to his bed. He let him steal the air from his mouth. Under Red's touch, Green was vulnerable. Every caress, every kiss, he accepted. Green let himself drown, enveloped by Red's warmth.
Each morning was the same; he woke with Red in his arms. The boy looked different. In slumber, Red's face brought back memories of their past – reminiscences of what he used to be. Innocent, playful… human. It was nothing more than a blur. What was said, he couldn't recall. What was done, he completely forgotten. It was enough to ignite the resentment he buried deep.
When Red returns to Mount Silver, Green couldn't say goodbye. He casually walked him out the door and muttered, "…Stay." Red didn't reply. He lifted his hat, and turned away. Green couldn't figure out. Was that gesture acknowledgement? Or was it just to bid farewell? Green regretted he didn't take the chance to push Red out of his life.