'Morning, already?' He thought with a groan, pulling the bedsheets up over his head, attempting to get back to sleep.
He closed his eyes for a moment, attempting to fall back into sleep before suddenly realising there was no weight upon the bed beside him.
He sat up, tossing the sheets aside as he looked over his shoulder. The bed wasn't particularly big, so he and Falcon had fought for space during their sleep for most of the night, but now the other man wasn't even there.
"Falcon?" He called, rubbing his eyes.
'Great, ditched...' He thought. "Well, that's what I get for taking a chance, I should just-..."
"Hey..."
Snake suddenly stopped, whirling around to look towards the bathroom where Falcon leaned against the doorframe in his boxers. "Something wrong?"
"Oh, nothing." Snake laughed, shaking his head at being so stupid. "It's not like you'd leave me in your own room."
"Hmn..." Falcon nodded, staring idly out of the window as he, rather shamelessly, scratched himself. "I could use some breakfast." He yawned, crossing the room to where he had left his clothes the previous night.
"Excuse me?" Snake rolled over, turning to watch as the larger man crossed the room.
"Oh right, sorry. Good morning." Falcon gave a weak smile, his expression barely changing.
"Is that it?"
"Well, what do you mean?" Falcon shrugged, picking up his clothes. "I didn't take you for the kind of guy to make small talk."
"Small talk?" Snake frowned, looking taken aback. "We just had sex..."
"Several times." Falcon responded, rather nonchalant.
"And that's it? You're just blowing it off?"
"We already did that too." Falcon smirked, chuckling to himself.
"Falcon!" Snake snarled angrily. "Are you even taking this seriously?"
The larger man stopped, turning around to face Snake. "What are you so angry about?" He seemed genuinely confused as to what he was doing wrong.
"Forget it." Snake shook his head. "You're obviously not getting this."
"I'm sorry..." Falcon shrugged.
"No you're not."
"You're right... I'm not." He gave a thin smile towards Snake as he sat down upon the edge of the bed. "But I'm sorry, that I'm not sorry... If that makes sense."
"What is with you?" Snake couldn't help but laugh, mostly from disbelief.
"I don't feel anything for you, Snake... And, I know that I should, after what happened." The larger man seemed to sink as he rested his elbows on his legs. "It makes you feel like less of a person, not being able to love, or to hate, or empathise." He cast a sidewise glace towards Snake. "I can't even understand why your upset because of it."
Snake scowled, crossing his arms. For a while he just fell silent, staring at Falcon's broad back as he searched for the words to proceed.
"I told you I'd hurt you." Falcon finally broke the silence.
"I guess I just, expected more." Snake shrugged.
"I don't know what to say." The larger man turned around fully, facing Snake head on. "I don't think you can truly understand just how lonely it is to not be able to connect with people." Snake inhaled, preparing to reply, but was interrupted as Falcon continued. "Yeah I know, you're not really able to get close to people because of what you do. But you can still feel it..." He brought a hand to his chest, resting atop his heart. "But here I am, at this tournament. Surrounded by people who hold parties and festivals. Who form friendships and relationships, and I don't feel a single thing for any one of them."
"Is that why you always act like such an ass?" Snake asked warmly, succeding in getting a smile to cross Falcon's face.
"What's your excuse?" He replied with a grin.
"Hey!"
"We're not so different you and me. Strong personalities, independant... Liiiittle bit arrogant."
"Well, at least I have emotions." Snake's tone was a little more snarky.
"Alright. You want to know where you stand? This was a casual thing. A one-off, nothing more." Falcon replied sternly. "I thought maybe, I wouldn't feel so alone if I actually had someone else with me for once. I've spent most of my life alone... But sometimes I need more than my own company."
"Especially at night, right?" Snake nodded knowingly.
"Hmm..."
"So, that's it, huh?" The smaller man looked up at Falcon, who seemed to be staring past him. "After this we just, go our seperate ways?"
"Yeah... I know, sad to think that we wouldn't see each other again. You're the only other person I can remember getting close to." Another weak smile broke Falcon's blank expression.
"Other person?" Snake questioned.
"But we're jumping ahead." Falcon evaded the question. "There IS at least another month of this tournament left, so it doesn't JUST have to be one night."
"Hmn..." Snake nodded.
"So... I guess that's it..." Falcon leaned back on the bed, searching Snake's face for some reaction. "What do you say?"
"Hmm, I say..." A smirk crept across Snake's face, breaking into a wicked smile. "Why not wait an hour before rushing to breakfast?"
"Heh..." Falcon smiled back, more warmly than usual. "Only an hour? Why so brief?"
"Just shut up, and take off those boxers."