- BLU Base, RED Sniper's van -
"I'm sorry my van isn't that spacious. I should get a new one, a bigger one for..."
Lucien turned his head to face Mundy. Both were lying next to each other in Mundy's bed. It was big enough for the both of them to sleep. His piercing eyes were looking at Mundy who got the impression that Lucien was staring right to his soul. But Lucien looked like he was demanding the end of the sentence.
"I mean, I know you're not a big fan of the van but we can find a good one, a classy one. We.. erm.. I mean you... erm..."
"Mundy?"
"Yeah?"
"If your native language wasn't English I would have asked you to speak in your native language."
Mundy opened wide his eyes and smiled. He remembered the first time Lucien had told him he loved him. Say it in French, Mundy had said to him, to help him be at ease and find his words more naturally.
"Now, take a deep breath mon amour. Good. Now tell me what you want to say. It's okay, it is just me."
Mundy took another deep breath.
"I'd like to share my van with you, have pictures of you and me, have your nice tuxedos here, your masks... You... I mean.."
He paused, turned his head to face Lucien again.
"Would you like to come live with me here?"
That's it. Now he said it. He felt a drop of sweat on his brow. He knew Lu' hated to live in such a secluded space. He knew he loved classy, modern stuff. Oh God, why did he even ask? Well, because deep down he wants to share his life with Lucien. Everything. That's why he asked!
"Mundy?"
"Yeah?"
"Why wouldn't you share my flat with me? I know you would hate to have a modern van. You like yours because it's the last gift from your parents. Don't you ever give it away. You should always keep it. Just leave it as it is, it doesn't need pictures of me and you."
He paused for a second. He frowned and raised his finger.
"However, you need to settle. To have a house you can call home. That way, it will be definite for you, you are not going anywhere alone anymore. I am here and I always will be."
He paused again, lowered his finger to put it on Mundy's cheek.
"And that, Monsieur, is your curse!"
He smiled. Looking up at Mundy, he saw he has been looking at him with wide open eyes. Lucien knew this question was a risky one. Mundy had always loved his van. But they need to have their own home.
This man really reads into my soul. He knew that deep down I would have regretted it, had I changed my van. And he is right. After this life of hunting, going from one place to another, now is the time to settle down. For good.
Mundy looked at Lucien, he stared into the Frenchman's beautiful eyes. Lucien knew, from what Mundy had told him last Christmas, that he loved looking at his eyes.
"I know I have the most beautiful eyes God ever created but could you please answer the question?"
Mundy smiled. He had taken a decision. The decision. The one you take confidently once in a lifetime.
"Yeah, I will."
Lucien opened his eyes wide.
"Vraiment?"
"Whot's that mean? I told you to teach me croissant language little by little!"
"I said 'really?'."
"Yeah, mon amoore. I'd gladly share a house or a flat with you."
Lucien hugged Mundy tightly. He left a kiss in his neck. Then an another. He traveled a bit down south and the temperature rose.
- BLU Engie's garage -
"Now that's a fine piece a'work."
"And it completes the collection, partner!"
"Let's call it a day, we'll help both Docs tomorrow, first thin' in the mornin', whaddya say?"
"Alrighty then, I'm-a go to my room, get a shower'n'some sleep. See ya tomorrow and sleep well!"
"Thanks, you too!"
On these few words, both Engies parted. BLU Engie entered his room on the right of the corridor while RED Engie entered his, on the left. He saw Pyro sitting on the bed, wearing his unicorn pyjamas.
"Ready to sleep Py'? Lemme just take a quick shower and I'll be with you buddy!"
Pyro nodded excitedly. He had stuck both beds next to each other.
When Engie came out of the shower, Pyro clapped his hands excitedly.
"I missed you too, mister Py'!"
"Mmmh-mh mmh-mmmh-mmh!"
"Yes I'm listenin' buddy, tell me."
Pyro began mumbling again but this time Engie had a hard time understanding him.
"Wait a minute. Here, take this notepad and this pen. Now, draw what you wanna tell me."
Pyro took the notepad and the pen on his laps. He started drawing a mask.
"Is that Spah? Our Spah? No, he's the BLU Spah."
Pyro nodded. He drew a bubble with the word 'Jeremy'. He had such a childish handwriting, it was touching. He went on with drawing the RED Scout next to it.
"Well, Spah called Scout by his n-"
Engie eyes opened wide.
"How the hell does he know Scout's name?"
Pyro raised his shoulders as if it say that he didn't know.
"Were you the only one noticin' that?"
Pyro a face half hidden by a helmet and a face with a patch on one eye.
"Oh, Demo and Solly know?"
Pyro shook his head. He drew a bottle next to Demo.
"Ah, it's his alcohol. Alrighty then, there's only you and me knowin' that? Alright. Well Py', I don't know how he got Scout's name but hey, Spies have their own way! Their business is collectin' intelligence so it might as well be part of their job."
Engie paused. He frowned and turned to face Pyro.
"Why did you seem so concerned? Oh..."
He realised that while he was speaking, Pyro fell asleep. He smiled, patted on Pyro's head and put the cover sheet on him.
"G'night Py'."
What Engie did not know was that Pyro was in fact pretending to be asleep. He did not want to answer that. Not now. Not ever.
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