He knew Roachwing had been growing closer and closer to the Shadowclan deputy, Mellowfrost, going out on dates, sharing prey, Skunkbreeze even thought he might have caught a glimpse of them sleeping a little too close a few nights. Deep in his heart he knew that Mellowfrost would probably be a better fit for Roachwing, but he loved Roachwing and wasn't ready to give up on his other half. Skunkbreeze always thought that he was meant to be with Hareflight, but after the two had dated for only a few moons they realized that their feelings for each other wasn't on the level of mates, just best friends. By the time they had realized this Roachwing had already began seeking out other tom cats and Skunkbreeze watched from the sideline as his soul mate ventured just out of paws reach everyday.
There in the middle of the shadowclan camp he saw the black tom cat standing a little too close to Mellowfrost, overhearing something about them looking forward to their ‘date’. It was as if he blacked out and had no control over his own motions when he found himself forcing his large frame in between Roachwing and Mellowfrost. When he finally regained control of his own movements he found himself pushed between the two, his fur meshing and melding with Roachwings own black fur. Panic washing over his face, he had to think of something, and quick, swallowing the lump that was forming in his throat Skunkbreezes head shifted to glare at the Shadowclan deputy, “Sorry Mellowfrost, but Roachwing and I already have plans today.” Moving Roachwings' blinded side, he gave the warrior an encouraging shoulder bump, “Come on Roachy, we gotta go.”
Skunkbreezes whole being relaxed the moment they stepped out of the Shadowclan camp, the black and white warrior did not have a plan or excuse to fall back on if Roachwing had turned down his invitation. Leading the black furred warrior to the old Shadowclan tunnel system, a place Shadowclan used to call home and a place where the two had often played together as kits and even as apprentices. Walking up to the tunnels Skunkbreeze was hit with all their old memories, back when they were apprentices Skunkpaw was on the patrol with his mentor Smokewisp, where Roachpaw had snuck ahead of them and waited to scare the upcoming patrol. He remembered the one time he got extremely sick and wished only for his best friend to be by his side while he recovered from practically dying. The one memory Skunkbreeze always tried to bury down, the day he learned of Roachwings accident, leaving his best friend with permanent blindness in one eye. Skunkbreeze still remembered the sheer panic pulsating through his body as he ran to the medicine cat's den to be there for his friend when he first received the news. Even now his emotions were becoming too much for him to handle as he took a glance back at Roachwing, tears swelling in his pale yellow eyes.
“What is going on with you and Mellowfrost?”
Roachwing |The Friendly Shadow of Shadowclan|
Cursing himself for appearing like a weak kitten in front of Skunkbreeze, even though he knew that the taller tom would not mind the snotty mess before him. He was not sure how the black and white tom would react with him admitting that yes he indeed loved him, but also held strong feelings for Mellowfrost. Chewing on his lower lip, a nervous habit of his, looking away from the piercing gaze of Skunk’s pale yellow eyes. He could still feel his gaze as well as the tension between them, though the stiffness had subsided between the two warriors as they confessed. It felt freeing for the tall lean warrior to get all of his pent up emotions out in the open. Sniffling softly, his cheeks burning in embarrassment as he tries to quieten his hiccups, his chest heaving as he takes deep breaths in order to calm himself. A teary smile brightening his gloomy expression as he feels the taller warrior press against him, just the warmth and scent of his love calmed Roachwing instantly. “You aren’t blind. I am.” He jokes as he playfully winks with his scarred clouded yellow eye.
He knew what Skunkbreeze meant, they had both been blind when it came to their feelings. It often had him wonder where would they be now? If they had realized and said something to one another sooner? Inwardly shaking away the dampening thoughts, he wanted to enjoy the present, to enjoy making happier memories with those he holds dear. Basking in the silence around them, giving Skunk an Eskimo kiss before they pull away. He could sense that Skunkbreeze was not overly thrilled with the mention of Mellowfrost, Roach hated to ruin their moment, but he had to be completely honest. Shuffling slightly from side to side as his nerves creeps up once more, “We don’t have to figure out everything now. I just…wanted to be honest with you. I love you and you deserve that” he mumbles as he moves closer, pressing his face into the other’s chest.
Purring in content, snuggling with Skunk, listening to the rhythmic sound of his heart. Flicking his lithe tail side to side in pure content at realizing that he would not be losing him after just getting him. “I don’t want to lose you, I think you would really like Mellowfrost if you gave him a chance.” Roach adds with a small smile. Pulling a little bit away from the other, using his paw to smack Skunk lightly on the chest. “You can start with apologizing for hitting into him” he jests before pecking him on the lips. “Will never get tired of doing that” he breathes.