pairing: smellerbee/longshot (is it longerbee, or smellershot?!??)
summary: Longshot remembers all his firsts with Smellerbee.
I remember the first time I met you; jet had brought you into camp and explained that you were just like us. We were all alone in the world, and just looking for somewhere to belong- but most of all- we were a family.
You looked so scared and awkward at first, so I tried to comfort you, but that didn't work out too well. You told me you were tough enough to take care of yourself and told me to go away. But the look on your face told me otherwise. I made a goal that day: I would always be your friend so you didn't have to pretend.
I remember the first time I found out you were a girl. Truthfully, how could I ever forget? We were fighting a couple of guards at their camp and your shirt had been torn. When we got back you said that you were going to change. As you left I saw that you forgot your daggers, and in our lifestyle, you would never want to be anywhere without your weapons. I grudgingly got them and started making my way to your tent. As I entered your tent, I got the surprise of my life. You didn't have a shirt on, but that was no problem, considering we were. both guys. At least that's what I thought, until you turned around. The bruises that you left me didn't fully heal for weeks.
After that incident, I never looked at you the same way again. I became very protective over you; I didn't want you to get hurt. I was so happy that I finally could get the chance to have a sister.
I remember the first time we kissed. My first kiss. It was quick and chaste, but wonderful at the same time. It was a long time ago, but I can still recall everything we had done that whole day.
"Longshot! I'm talking to you!" you yell, pulling me out of memories. And now, even though your are pinning me to a tree, I can't help but smile at all these memories.
"Next time, you better keep your hands to yourself! And wipe that stupid smirk off your face too!"