3rd POV

Stray had moved into the mob village a few months ago, and he had grown a crush on Skeleton.

But Wither also loved Skeleton, causing a rivalry between the two.

Today, Skeleton will make his choice: Wither or Stray?

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Skeleton was taking a walk through the park, enjoying himself. He started thinking of Wither. His cocky yet caring demeanor, his gorgeous dark blue eyes, his confident smile-

"Skeleton! Hey!"

Skeleton turned around, hoping to see Wither, but unfortunately, it was Stray.

"Yes, Stray?" Skeleton asked.

"I want to talk to you," Stray said.

"Um, okay?" Skeleton said. He was trying to be nice, but the only person he wanted to talk to right now was Wither.

"So? What is it?" Skeleton said.

"I, um... Skeleton, I..." Stray stuttered. Skeleton made a motion with his hands for him to continue. Skeleton hoped this would be over quick.

But, to his shock, Stray leaned forward and kissed him.

Skeleton was shocked and extremely annoyed, so he tried to push Stray off him, but Stray's grip was too strong...

Wither was walking through the park, thinking of Skeleton. He blushed as he thought of Skeleton's adorable face, his shining pale blue eyes, his perfectly white smile...

He rounded a corner, and what he saw broke his heart.

Stray was kissing Skeleton.

Wither was about to run away, but he noticed that Skeleton's hands were on Stray's torso. Not in a romantic way, but it looked more like he was trying to push him off.

Seeing that filled Wither with rage.

Stray's kissing Skelly against his will...

Skeleton kept trying to push Stray off, but he was too strong. He couldn't push him away...

"GET OFF OF HIM!"

Skeleton found Stray being pushed off of him by Wither, who stood between the two, shielding Skeleton with his body.

"Stay the fuck away from him," Wither growled.

"Why? We were kissing!" Stray protested.

"He was trying to push you off!"

"No, he wasn't!"

"He was. You were probably too busy on kissing him to notice!"

"Skelly? Were you trying to push me off?" Stray asked. Wither could feel rage boiling up inside him when he heard Stray use the nickname that he had for Skeleton.

"Yes, I was," Skeleton snapped. "And don't call me Skelly. Only Wither can call me that."

"Oh, jeez, I'm sorry Skeleton... I'll leave now..." Stray said, before running away. The murderous glare from Wither was enough to let him know that neither of them wanted him there.

Now that Stray was gone, Wither turned to Skeleton. "Skelly? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, now that you're here," Skeleton said, hugging Wither. Wither was surprised, but hugged him back. Skeleton's words made Wither's heart race.

I'm fine, now that you're here.

"I'm sorry, Wither..." Skeleton said.

"You're sorry? For what?" Wither asked, shocked.

"I'm sorry I couldn't push Stray off... I feel like I betrayed you..."

"It wasn't your fault. He's too dense to realize you didn't like it," Wither soothed, rubbing Skeleton's back.

"And what do you mean, you feel like you betrayed me? We aren't even together," Wither said.

"What if I want to change that?" Skeleton said.

"What?" Wither asked, not sure that he heard him right.

"I want to be with you, Wither... but I don't want to force you into anything..." Skeleton said.

"Are you saying you love me?" Wither asked, his heart pounding like a drum.

"Y-Yeah, but if you don't feel the sa-" Skeleton was suddenly cut off.

Why?

Because Wither was kissing him.

Skeleton was surprised to find Wither kissing him, but unlike Stray's unexpected kiss, he was enjoying this. This was the person he wanted to be with.

The kiss became more stable, Wither cupping Skeleton's face in his hands and Skeleton wrapping his arms around Wither's neck.

Unfortunately, they had to breathe, so they had to eventually pull away.

Wither held Skeketon's face in his hands, a warm and loving smile on his face.

"I love you too, Skelly."

(I felt like I could've done better with this one, but idk how-)