Scarves and Stars

(MedicXSniper)

For MADJesters1

AN: My Sniper OC was exiled for questionable reasons. He still hangs around some of the bases and dresses in grey.

Sniper took a quick look around the empty battleground, a pout on his face. BLU Medic had promised to meet him tonight and so far Sniper hadn't seen any movement from the BLU base.

"Sniper!"

The Australian dressed in grey quickly turned and let a smile overtake his features. "Medic! 'nd here I was about to give up hope." Sniper helped the Medic up the steep hill he had been waiting on and finally got good look at him. "Where's your hat and scarf, mate?"

"I'd rather not say, Herr Sniper…" Medic hung his head for a moment. "I feel so empty vithout mein scarf." The shorter man was clearly distraught over the loss of his possessions.

Sniper took a glance up at the water tower they would be perching on tonight and rubbed his chin. It would get a bit breezy up there. Something brushed against his arm and the man let out a smile.

"Well now…" The Sniper quickly unwound his long scarf from around his neck. "We can't have that!" He carefully wrapped his grey and white striped scarf around the German's neck. "You can take mine. Can't have my favorite Medic feeling empty. Or being cold."

Medic let out a small gasp and bought his hands up to the scarf, his eyes a bit moist. "It's so warm. Danke mein Freund" The Medic cleared his throat and looked up at the sky. The exiled sniper always picked the best spots and the best nights to stargaze.

"Come on then. The stars are bright tonight." Sniper tugged the German from his thoughts. "Tomorrow will be a good day."

"Ja. It will be."

Medic smiled happily, his hand firmly grasping Sniper's.