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DARK BLUE, DARK BLUE, HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ALONE IN A CROWDED ROOM?
Romance wasn't something Quill had ever really put much thought into. He hadn't really ever had a chance. When he was a little kid, back before he joined Skyclan or even knew what the group was, the toms life had been a living hell at the paws of his 'father', a cat who'd despised him and never missed a chance to let him know. Over half the scars he wore were from that tom, and he'd a dozen more important things to be thinking about. After leaving that behind and finding Skyclan all that had been on his mind was finding a quiet place he could live out the rest of his life. He hadn't been interested in making friends or trusting those around him, and he sure as hell hadn't been looking to hook up with anyone or start a relationship.
It was only after his return from the shelter that it was ever brought up. Tallulahwings comment about him being Twitches 'Boyfriend' had been perfect fuel to tease the other tom with later, but in an odd twist it'd led to a discussion on mates and the future.
Honestly, Quill had never expected to live the normal life of a clan cat. He was a good warrior, sure, but beyond that? He knew he didn't have much to offer. His father had made it very clear just how much he was actually worth, and while he loathed believing anything that asshole said, time had only ever proven them right. Quill was nothing; he lacked the charisma necessary to be likeable, had the personality of a rock until he was pissed off to the point of comitting murder, and didn't even have looks on his side thanks to his freaky chimera pelt and mismatched eyes, looking as if he'd skinned two different cats and then stitched their pelts together to wear them for himself. All the scars, all the baggage that came with cat like him- even if he'd wanted normalcy, it'd never been something that was within reach for him.
Until, it was.
"I'd be sad too if you disappeared one day and you didn't know that I love you-"
And just like that, a door he hadn't even realied was there had opened for him, and standing on the other side waiting was none other than Bananasplash.
He'd spent so long telling himself that he didn't need it that the sudden ache of possibility in his chest had caught him off guard, and he'd been sharply reminded in that moment that 'need' and 'want' weren't the same. Maybe he could have gone the rest of his life alone, but that didn't mean he wanted to. And Bananasplash- well, he couldn't get much better than her, could he? She was beautiful and sweet and funny, and they'd known each other for so long. She was already one of the most important cats in his life, and if he tried he could picture a future with her- a good one, that didn't end like his parents had.
He'd be a better mate than his father ever was.
As the sun began to rise and the clan began to stir, Quill slipped from the warriors den with Bananasplash at his side, their pelts brushing as they made their way out into the clearing. The tomcat wore the ghost of a smirk on his muzzle, mismatched eyes bright with a mixture of pride and confidence as he leaned down to lick her cheek. "You can tell them if you want." he said, knowing she'd been dying to say something since the night prior when it'd all happened, but the clan had been mostly asleep by then and Quill hadn't seen the point in causing a fuss when the morning was just as good.
@Bananasplash
skyclan - male - 14 months (Feb 17th) - bisexual - homoromantic - single - a very tall, dark chimera tomcat with mismatched eyes and several scars. has bluejay feathers woven like spikes along his spine and neck.
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