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Say goodbye to ya kneecaps, chucklehead!	By : Imaginary Category: +S through Z > Team Fortress 2 Views: 1785 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Scout was burning with excitement while he waited for the weekend. Engineer had been busy in the shed, which had left Scout to train mostly alone. He did not have to be alone all of the time because the Sniper had taken to having short visits with Scout. He usually came to chat with him when Scout was on a stroll and passed his dock, and he sometimes came to chat about hunting when Scout trained. Once Sniper even took a walk with him, even if it was mostly just walking in to the same direction as Scout's stroll which usually involved passing the Sniper's van.
Scout surely had not expected to have Sniper's visits, but since the man seemed to have changed his attitude, he didn't mind. "So you stopped hating my color?" Scout had asked him one day, and Sniper shrugged "Well, as far as I can see, I would say that you have stopped wearing it. Red suits you better." Sniper had wiggled his eyebrows at him as he looked Scout from head to toe. Scout had been wearing his red shirt then, and he took it as joke. Scout had just pushed him on the shoulder, and continued his work.
Scout had one day asked what the Engineer had been up to, and the man had huffed as he admitted that he had been designing blueprints, and that he had some major difficulties with it. Scout had tried to help him, but Engineer had just mumbles something about how he couldn't help since he couldn't understand what he was working on. Scout had to admit that he had no idea about any kind of mechanics, and decided to let Engineer phase around the trailer until it was late at night, and Scout was worried that the man might actually wear a hole on the floor.
But finally after what seemed like an eternity, the weekend came by. Scout had woken up early, and he put on his gray comfy pants, and black shirt, and the hoodie. He had a feeling that it might get cold in the shade of the forest, especially if he had to lay on the moss.
Sniper came to pick him up early in the morning, even before the engineer had woken up. Sniper had said that the morning would be the best time to hunt, and they had left a small note for Engineer to know that they were gone.
The two first hours had gone by in a freeze, even if Scout was not allowed to talk, and he couldn't really do anything but watch for possible prey, and sit on the moss and freeze his ass, but it was still awesome. The Sniper had allowed him to use his bow, and Scout had tried to shoot nearly anything that can move, and he noted that the bow was actually really hard to draw, but he could still do it. After he had twiddled with the bow for long enough, Sniper had actually let him try and shoot a small, young wild boar that was eating grass further away. Scout was familiar with the use of gun, but he had not been using rifles. He had been aiming for a while, but he was pretty sure that he could be able to hit a non moving target.
So he shot, and the boar made the most gruesome high pitched scream that Scout had heard. He had obviously shot a little off, but still enough to make sure that the swine was not getting anywhere. Sniper was quick on his feet to run to the bear and kill it before it suffered for too much.
Sniper congratulated him for his kill. And hearing him say that, made Scout feel proud. Sniper ruffled his hair, and pulled Scout up to to his back as he carried him, and the boar, out of the forest.
Scout was till really excited about his first kill, and he really hadn't even noticed Sniper staring at him all the time. The man seemed to be looking at his lips as he talked, and his eyes were searching his as Scout looked at him.
The only moment when Sniper did not stare fixedly at Scout was when the man put on the fire and started cooking the boar. It was small, and not enough to safe for engineer's great cooking, and they had to eat something today. Sniper may not be a good chef, but he knew how to make food with a campfire.
Scout had been talking all day, feeling a little awkward in Sniper's company, which only made him talk more so he could fill in the silence. He hated silence.
"Scout." Sniper finally interrupted him, and looked up at him, and Scout swallowed. Sniper had taken off his sunglasses, and only now did Scout realize how blue his eyes actually were.
"I have been thinking." Sniper said, and looked away from the Scout as he tended the meat, turning it around over the fire to make sure it cooked evenly. "I think that I like you." The Sniper poked the meat with a long fork he had gotten from the inside, and looked if it was cooked. Scout knew that it wasn't ready yet. "Yeah, I noticed. You haven't been mean to me in weeks." Scout leaned back, and leaned his hands forward. He liked the heat of the campfire.
"That's not what I meant." The Sniper huffed, and looked at Scout. The man had a weird look in his face that Scout had not seen before. Sniper's brows were slightly furrow, and he looked at him so that it looked like he was expecting something from him, but Scout had no idea what. "huh?" Scout deadpanned, and Sniper growled as he shook his head aggressively.
"No, I mean that I might actually like you." He growled, and now scout's eyebrows shot to the ceiling. He had not expected that.
"Uh, no you don't?" Scout tried, not believing.
"Well, you think?" Sniper raised his voice, and Scout looked down. He shouldn't try to change the other's words, he had no say over that.
"But, I don't.." Scout was struggling for the right words. No idea? No mutual feelings? He didn't see Sniper like that? He had not what? Scout just tried to think something fast, and only thing that he could say was the most lames of excuses of all "I have no idea." Scout swallowed hard.
"Well, I do." Sniper said, said, and he sounded sure. Scout sure as hell wasn't sure about anything. He really hadn't thought that Sniper would be developing any further feelings than just friendship for for him, and he sure hadn't expected this.
"Uh, you sure? You like, like me like, and don't just say that because I remind you of something? Or someone?" Scout said, and the worst thing he was afraid of was that the Sniper had mistaken him for the other Scout. Scout did want someone to like him for himself, not just for a substitute when Sniper clearly couldn't have the real thing.
"Well, you two are a lot similar." He said, and scratched his neck, "You are both carefree, strong and happy people. You make me want to do things again, things that I would never do if anyone else asked me to." Scout stared at him. He really had no sexual feelings towards Sniper, and he didn't feel like starting any kind of relationship now. And he didn't even care about the whole gay, bi, or straight thing, because he was simply too shocked to think of that at all.
"No." Scout said, and shook his head with such a small motion that it could be seen as him shaking due the cold. "No?" Sniper asked, sounding rejected, and sad. Sad Sniper was not something Scout wanted to deal with. "No. You just want me because I remind you of the other scout, who you can no longer have. I'm not him. I think that you should find someone who you really like, and not just some substitute so you can fall back in to the past with whatever image it was that you have build in your head during these ears. I think that you should find someone new." Sniper looked a little bit angry, a little bit mad, but he stayed silent.
"And I don't think that I'm ready for any kind of relationship yet. With my legs like this, I have enough problems to deal with as it is." He said, and Sniper nodded.
"But I still have a change?" Sniper looked a little hopeful, and Scout shook his head. "I doubt that, but no-one knows for sure."
"Well I will wait. If my crush dies, then so be it." Sniper said, and got up. "Food is ready."
They both ate in utter silence, and they both refused to speak until the Engineer returned from the village.
The Engineer came back late in the evening, and Sniper was quick to escape the trailer when Engineer came back. Scout was already going to meet him in halfway. "Hey, welcome back!" Scout greeted, and turned around to return back with Engineer.
"Hey you. How was the hunting?" Engineer asked, and pulled the backpack he had on him better so it wouldn't accidentally drop.
"Uh, it was great. Just fine. I guess." Scout mumbled, and blushed as he looked down. Sniper had been staring him all the time, and Scout had had no idea about the man's feelings. "I got to shoot a small boar." Scout informed with still lingering bride. The Engineer smiled at him warmly and congratulated him on his kill. "So how was the rest of the day with the sniper?" Engineer asked and took bigger steps to stay up with Scout's fast phase. "Ugh, weird. Let us never do that again." Scout mumbled, and shook his head when Engineer asked if he cared to share. "Sniper is just being his usual weird self again." Scout came up with, and when they got to the trailer, he raised his hands up to let Engineer let him inside, but Engineer lifted his hand as a "not yet" kind of gesture, and Scout lowered them in slight disappoint. "I'll take these in to the shed first, wait for a second." Engineer mumbled, and made a quick trip to the shed. Scout didn't have to wait for him too long when he came back, and Scout offered his arms to him again. This time Engineer picked him up immediately.
Engineer took him inside and laid him straight to bed. It was quite late already.
"So you want to tell anything about your day?" Engineer asked, as he started to put the dairy products he had bought in to the pride.
"Well, we did go hunting. I got to try the bow, and it was really heavy to draw. I almost froze my ass off when seating on the ground, but it was awesome. Sniper even let me shoot with the rifle, and I killed a wild boar! It was delicious. We saved you some in the fridge. Sniper was very proud of me." Scout added the last part as a afterthought, and Engineer hummed pleased, as he took the meat from the fridge, and tasted it. "This is actually rather delicious. Did Sniper make this?" He asked, and Scout nodded. "Yeah, I'm a crap cook, but he seems to manage the fire." Scout said, and watched as Engineer came to the back of the trailer, and ate the meat.
Scout couldn't take his eyes off him as he started to take his clothes off. "I think that I'm going to crash. It was a long day at the city. Nearly all of the parts I wanted were already gone." He mumbled, and sighed, sounding really tired. "Yeah, me too." Scout mumbled, and Quickly threw off his clothes as he dug under his planked. Seeing Engineer take off all those layers made Scout's stomach feel funny.
Seeing Sniper doing anything similar really didn't awoken any kind of feelings in Scout. That made Scout wonder if the excuse of not being ready for a relationship was a lie. Would he have said yes to Sniper if he hadn't lost his legs? Maybe not. Sniper had ended up being cool and all, but the man was not his type, too lanky and he came with a horrible first impression. He really wasn't trusting Sniper enough to consider anything more than friendship between them. But Engineer still made him feel like he should question his feelings. The man was kind and friendly. A little bit to the silent side, but he was an awesome listener, and Scout liked to talk and to be heard. Engineer was always coming up with things that could improve Scout's life and well being, and he was eternally grateful to Engineer for that.
Engineer interested Scout, because the man was so utterly patient and nice to him. He didn't seem to be bothered by Scout's presence, and even seemed to like it. Others tended to get sick with his constant babbling.
Engineer made Scout feel at home. He did have bursts of homesickness to his old base, but he hadn't really missed anyone too much. Engineer always came up with things for him to do to distract his mind from over thinking, and the man was seriously awesome.
Scout could hear the Engineer snore, and he considered it safe to turn around and look at the man.
Engineer was sleeping tight, and he snored, but Scout didn't mind.
The man looked really carefree, and all the wrinkles he had when he smiled had disappeared. The man's nose was nearly buried in to the pillow, but Scout could still see the crook that the man had. Scout secretly loved it. IT made Engineer's face have some character. The man had thick, yet light colored eyebrows, and Scout liked that. The man's lips were thin and and his hair was very short. Scout was sure that the man's hair was either dirty blonde or light brown, but from hair so short no-one could ever say for sure.
Engineer was peaceful and relaxed, and usually the man's company tended to have the same affect on Scout, which was the full reason for Scout falling asleep soon that night, and he was dreaming of Engineer with his broad shoulders and defined back.
The next day Scout was pleased when engineer had asked for him to go for a walk. Usually Scout did all the asking, but he was glad to know that Engineer enjoyed the walks more than he knew. At the start Engineer had complained about how he was not used on taking daily walks, but it seems that his person had just grown in to Engineer.
They were taking a quite early walk, so the air was still a little bit cold, even if Scout knew that it would soon be quite hot when the sun got all the way up. He had worn his hoodie, but he had a t-shirt under it because he knew that the heat would get to him at some point.
Engineer had picked up a small rock that he kept throwing up and catching it as he talked by Scout. The rock was the perfect kind if you were looking forwards to playing ducks and drakes. A small, flat stone that fitted your palm. Engineer had been talking a lot about his newest project, telling that now that he had the right parts, he was very close to a breakthrough with it. Scout felt glad for him. "It's going to be awesome, I can't wait to be able to show you." The Engineer talked, and Scout was glad to listen, while he occasionally threw in a question or two of his own. "So you are not going to show or tell me about it until it's finished?" Engineer shook his head, and grinned sorrily. "Nah. I'll just let you pile up all that excitement, and harvest it all at the end. You'll love it." Engineer said, and They kept on walking. They were already past the Sniper dock, and they were now turning around the corner of the TwoFort main building, and that's when they saw the RED Scout.
He was throwing his ball at the wall, and catching it when it sprung back. Scout scowled immediately when he saw the other, and their reaction was mutual.
"I see, so the handicapped is going for a stroll to catch some fresh air, poor Engineer has to take care you you like a little baby." The RED Scout scowled, and grinned maliciously.
"One day I will get back at you!" Scout yelled, and the Engineer put a hand on his shoulder to stop him from provoking the RED Scout. Engineer was completely stiff and nervous, squeezing Scout's shoulder harder than he had to.
"Aww, look at you, both horrified and weak." Scout tried to get at him to hit him, but Engineer didn't let him go.
"Well, I better scram, looks like your puppy is getting all aggro on me." The RED Scout said at Engineer, and he casually whistled as he walked up the stairs that led straight to the attic. The stairs were outside since the building was old and the attic was commonly used for storage.
"Oh real mature! Thanks for finding my weakness, the fucking stairs!" Scout yelled, and Engineer finally let go since he knew that Scout couldn't possibly get at him now. "That Scout is such a menace. I wish someone could throw him off his throne." Engineer hissed, and and Scout snatched the rock he had been toying with. "Throw him off, what a brilliant idea." He threw the rock, and they both could see it wobble in the air, but the fly path was steady. Scout had been the best aim and steadies arm of his family, making his brother's jealous of his pitches on the field.
The rock hit the RED Scout in the side of his head, near the temple, and the man fell on his knee at the stairs, but Scout wasn't satisfied because he hadn't toppled them over.
"You better think twice before starting to bluster at me!" Scout yelled, and Engineer silenced him quickly, and against his consent started to steer him on the other direction to take them away from the RED Scout who planned murder.
"That must be the most idiotic thing you have ever done!" The engineer yelled, and he was obviously mad at Scout. "He deserved it." Scout mumbled, and he was definitely pouting. "That's not the point. You will get yourself killed with that attitude." Engineer hissed, and Scout retaliated: "Yeah? Because that is the outcome that I have been anticipating. I better go with a kick just to keep my pride!" Engineer was taken aback, and he sighed. "You are an absolute moron." He said, and sat on one of his garden chairs and buried his face in his hands.
"You can't deny that it was satisfying." Scout said, and imitated the pitch, taking aim in to an invisible target, and throwing. Engineer peeked at him from between his fingers, and a chuckle escaped him.
"Ha! That was totally a laugh there!" Scout got excited, and wheeled closer to Engineer to ruffle his head through his helmet. "Hey, stop that." Engineer laughed, and tried to take Scout down in one huge bear hug, efficiently cutting off Scout's resistance.
Scout laughed as Engineer held him still, and soon his laughter died. He noticed that his head was in the crook of Engineer's neck, and he could smell oil, gasoline, and the weird smell of welding on him. Under all those smells Scout could notice Engineer's smell a tiny bit, but it was nearly covered by all the other smells, especially soap that Engineer had used to fight off the grime in his hands.
"You have quite the throw in you." Engineer said as he let go of Scout. Scout couldn't say if he was relieved or disappointed, but he hoped that he wasn't blushing too noticeably, but on the other hand, with all the sun he had been getting lately, Engineer couldn't hopefully notice the blush from his tanned skin.
"I just remembered something." The Engineer said suddenly, and quickly disappeared in to the trailer. Scout had no idea what just happened. The man was not gone for long though, until he quickly returned, and he held his left hand behind his back.
"What you got there?" Scout asked and he sounded confused. He was leaning awkwardly in his wheelchair, and tried to fix his position a little.
"I saw this at the store today, and It reminded me of you. I thought that, since I wasn't sure if you would be enjoying your pat that much now, I decided to get you ball still." Engineer smiled as he gave Scout a real baseball. White ball, made from genuine cow leather. "You can train on that pitch of yours, even though I can tell that you haven't lost your skill." Engineer grinned, and Scout had his hands all over the ball. He liked the smoothness and smell of a brand new ball.
"This is so cool." Scout said in awe, and threw it up and down a little. It was the perfect weight, and fit perfectly in his hand.
"Seriously, thanks!" Scout cheered, and threw the ball from one arm to another. "Would you train pitching with me? Please? We don't have to stand far." Scout asked, and he pleaded with his eyes. He was really excited about being able to do something so simple as to pitch a ball, but that was the closest to what he had been doing before when he was a Scout for the BLU.
"Sure." Engineer agreed, and they went a little further from the Trailer to play. Engineer was worried for his windows.
Pitching baseball had been awesome. Engineer was totally crap at it, but it was still fun. Engineers pitches were always too much to one or the another direction, going too far or too short, and only could catch the ball only some of the time, but regardless of that, he enjoyed wheeling after the ball and throwing it again. Engineer keep saying sorry for all his crap throws, which was a lot, and always Scout would insist that it was not a big deal, because seriously, it wasn't.
"Where do you get all this energy?" The Engineer panted after they had been throwing the ball for hours already. "I don't even notice weariness, I just enjoy this so much." Scout threw the ball back to Engineer, and Engineer passed it back, and leaned on his knees. "I need to have a break." He announced, and Scout nodded, lowering the ball on his lap as he had actually managed to catch it this time. "You have already gotten better at your throws." Scout praised, and The engineer shook his head disbelievingly. "And I'm not just saying that, you know."
Engineer shook his head again, and he slowly walked back to the trailer, Scout hot on his heels. "I'm starving." Engineer mumbled, and got him and the Scout to the kitchen where they made food and ate. Scout felt amazing after being able to play ball with engineer. He should ask the man to do that again sometime.
"I think that I should get some actual work done." Engineer said, as he stood up. Scout noticed that the man was a little tired, but very insistent on going. "Okay, I'll be good." Scout said, and Engineer ruffled his hair. "I know you will." He said, and he was out of the door, and Scout was smiling after him like a goon.
At first Scout had been really bored in the trailer, but eventually he had just went to sleep. He had thought about many things, that day, the Engineer, the RED Scout, the Engineer, the other RED's and what they would possibly think of him, Sniper, the engineer again, and the fact that he could no longer walk, but how he was getting surprisingly used to it. Of course not being able walk was difficult and frustrating, but if that let him spend time with the Engineer, then so be it.
He had not really even noticed about how often he spent time thinking about Engineer, spending time with him, and wishing that he could spent even more time with him. Engineer was amazing, and he was smart. Scout was seriously falling for him mad, and he was surprisingly fine with that.
And with those thoughts he fell asleep, and dreamed about him and Engineer taking an actual walk, because in his dream world Scout didn't need the wheelchair to move.
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