The administrator's voice was heard loudly over the intercoms. The mission was over. They were free to do whatever they'd like.
Scout looked out the window. The sentry was still there since the BLU team had won. Scout kicked one of the walls of the hideout and started swearing.
"Hey, no need to get all upset, mate." Sniper patted Scout on the back. "You can rest up here if you'd like. I don't mind."
The runner scoffed. "Woah, man, I ain't gay or nothin'."
"Neither am I, man." The Australian got a kick out of mocking Scout.
Scout chuckled. "Alright. Ya got any blankets in here?"
Sniper reached up above several stacked crates and pulled down two blankets. "I don't need any blankets. I don't plan on sleeping." He thrust the blankets toward the younger male and Scout laid one out on the floor.
"Hey, and uh… Thanks for your jacket." Even though it was sleeveless, Scout could feel a difference.
"Anytime." Sniper smiled.
Scout laid down on one blanket and covered himself up with the other one. He took his cap and headset off and set them down beside him. He kicked his shoes off and nudged them away with his feet. He wondered if Sniper and he had formed some sort of alliance or even a bond. He closed his eyes and quickly drifted off to sleep.
Sniper stayed up all night constantly turning his head away from the window to glance at the sleeping Scout. He looked absolutely adorable in his sleep. He was curled up into a tight little ball. Sniper got up from his crate, walked over to Scout, and crouched down next to him. He could hear a faint snoring noise. He ran his hand through the boy's hat-matted hair. Scout turned and mumbled a few incoherent words. Sniper got back up and resumed his position on the crate. Did he have some sort of feelings for Scout? How was that possible? They were on different teams.
The next morning, Sniper yawned. He hadn't gotten any sleep at all. Scout woke up about 30 minutes later to the sound of a bird chirping. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.
"Good morning." Sniper grinned.
"What's new?" Scout stood up and stretched.
"Engineer moved his sentry at about 4 in the morning." He laughed.
Scout slipped his shoes on and took off Sniper's jacket. He handed it back to him. "I better go check on everyone at the base." He pushed the crate off the trap door, shoved his headset and cap back into his backpack and picked up his bat. "I'll be back soon, I promise." The athlete smiled, opened the trap door, climbed down the ladder, and ran off towards the BLU base.