You were apart of the TF2, the RED team to be exact. You and Spy would’ve always flirted and had been quite affectionate with each other, causing the team to groan and look hella confused. You were nuzzling Spy as you both sat on a roof.

“Oh, you’re so perfect, mon chéri.” Spy whispers softly.

But not a few minutes later, Scout and Demoman take a walk around, noticing you and Spy.

“Quit being so ‘lovey-dovey’, ya dorks!” Scout shouted from the floor to the roof. Which made you and Spy sigh.