Vintage's downfall

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Skull's POV

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It was undeniable that, beyond all the months he had spend on the battlefield, Skull never had any proper invitation to anything. 

Everyday during the time he'd got himself up doing matches, it was either only by himself with random people, or in a pair with Aviator (If he was, this lucky.) 

But this time, he found luck so easily. The day Omega walked up to him, asked him if he's in a team already- which he replied with a simple no- was clearly a work of miracles, if not just a nice coincidence.

Which all lead up to him meeting Vintage.

And Skull was intriguted by Vintage's personality and how he was taking this thing. Maybe it could be just assumptions, but after becoming friends with him... Skull felt like he could be open up more to than just one person.

A bit of self-confidence, for that matter. What isn't better for him than that? He always hid his little secrets from Aviator, not because he didn't want to inform his long-resided friend about his problems but because of how he can take them. And that always stressed Skull to the core.

But with Vintage, it was a bit different. He could see that he could trust him. And hoping that trust won't betray him. Vintage so far has been a really good companion. One that I enjoy being with. Skull would always think that with complete honesty.

However, what he didn't expect at all from Vintage was...

"I love you."

There were many instances Skull saw blankness and lack of emotions within Vintage's eyes. It was pretty common even if he saw him smiling at times. They could've only known eachother for a few weeks.... but it felt awfully like they knew eachother since they were in diapers. 

Skull never had any impact on anyone or he would like to say so. This encounter made him think otherwise. 

And it was on-going at the previous moment. 5 minutes after he hugged Skull tightly.. not letting him go..

The teary gleams in Vintage's eyes shone back upon, and Skull knew he had to reply.

"I like you too Vintage," He replied, hoping that whatever he said won't spark a bad reaction. Was it love that Vintage meant? As in, he confessed? Whatever it was, better be platonic.

It took some time to get a word back from Vintage, who was holding onto Skull's shirt so harshly as if it was about to rip. "Y-you understand me. Thank y-you."

"You need support." Skull stated. This whole conversation made him feel funny feelings that he's never experienced. "I'm your friend and I'll do anything to help you through whatever you're going through. Big winds can't stop us, yeah?"

"Y-Yeah.." Vintage stopped crying, but there was still hoarse in his voice. 

"Let's return to them before they get suspicious of us." Skull said as he got up, he helped Vintage stand as he picked him up quite easily as he was smaller in height.

Vintage looked back with an crooked smile. "You're right. I can't let them get to conclusions... especially Omega."

And with that, they went back in as if nothing revolutionary happened. Skull appearing serious, and Vintage seeming expressionless.

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It was already 10pm when Skull's teammates, Vintage and Omega along with their hyperactive friend, Red Sole, left. Everybody was talking about their battle experiences and watching previous battles they've had. It was oddly fun for Skull.