Moonlight's Abandon: A Qinter shipfic

Hello, this is WIP
This is written and owned by Graceful The Rainwing
For context: This occurs 3-4 months after Qibli and Moon got together. In this, all the arc 2 dragons are still chilling at JMA. I will alternate POV's between Winter and Qibli. Also will eventually include Moonjou, so beware! (*Gravity falls reference intensifies*)
=Moonlight's Abandon=
==Chapter 1: The Breakup==
Winter's pov
I look around, waiting for Qibli to come into our cave. I walk over to my pile of polar bear furs in the corner, and snuggle into them while I wait for my friend. Soon enough, Qibli comes in, obviously trying to hold in tears. "Are you alright?" I say, worried for him. 
"I- *sniffle*, Moon broke up with me!" I look at Qibli in pity, but still my heart leaps a little, for some inexplicable reason. 
"I'm so sorry, Qibli," I say gently. I stand up from my furs, walk over to him, and start to put my wing around Qibli. What am I doing? I hesitate, but Qibli sees and presses his warm, deceptively gentle scales against mine. This is what friends do, right? I rest my wing over him, and the warmth from his scales makes me feel like all the things I've been missing my whole life are right here. With a dragon who isn't even an IceWing.
I mentally berate myself, for my first thought to be his tribe rather than if he's alright. I look him in the eyes, and we stand like that for a minute, just me and him and him and me and my heart beating at a perfectly platonic rate given the situation. I curl my tail around his, and his comforting warmth pushes the part of my head screaming "This is a bad idea!" to the very back of my mind.
== Chapter 2: Meerkats and Giggles ==
Qibli's pov
I gaze across the prey center, looking for Moon. And then I remember. She's gone from my life, and she doesn't want anything to do with me. I can't bear to imagine not hearing her nervous giggles, seeing her beautiful comprehending eyes, touching her dark scales, reassuring even the tiniest bit of insecurity within me. But I can't have that. I guess I don't deserve it.
Someone calls out my name, and I recognize it as Winter's. He does have a remarkably beautiful voice, to match his tragically handsome snout. Maybe Moon wants a pretty dragon like him, maybe that's what I'm missing. I walk towards Winter, and sit down next to him. His cool scales clear my mind, and I can't help but smile at him as he hands me a meerkat he caught.
"Here," he says, grinning in that stupidly cute way he always does. "I hope this will cheer you up." I grab it gratefully, and stuff it into my mouth. It makes me realize that... I'm really hungry. I try to say thank you, but it comes out more like "thfgink yuo," as I try to snarf down the meerkat he gave me at the same time. He laughs, and I can't help but laugh with him. Which is inconvenient, given that I have food in my mouth. I sort of choke-laugh, and that makes him laugh even harder. Which makes me laugh even harder. 
By the time our laughter died down, and once I successfully swallowed the meerkat, we both had the biggest grins on our faces. And for the thirtieth time today, I notice how pretty his face is when he's happy. I always thought it looked regal and handsome when he was frowning sorrowfully, but a smile suits him much better. 
== Chapter 3: The Wink ==
Winter's pov
I head to the music cave for our afternoon class. I've never been all that interested in music, but I gave in and signed up after enough nagging from Qibli. I didn't know it then, but this would end up the part of the day I most look forward to. A quick, chirpy melody echoes through the halls, no doubt Caramel playing the flute. Caramel is our teacher, an avid instrumentalist SandWing with a love for music. 
I walk down the hall in rhythm with the flute, wagging my tail to the energetic and bouncy rhythm. Suddenly drumbeats join in, giving even more energy to the music. Qibli's been playing the drums ever since he joined the Outclaws, and after enough time with him I can recognize the iconic way he plays any day. I finally reach the cave entrance, and peek my head in. Qibli is too focused on the drums to notice me. I walk over to the instrument pile, and look for mine. 
After rummaging for a second, I find it. A crystalline ocarina. It glitters in the light of the skylight above, and I can't help but recall the day I got it. 
Qibli was there by my side, just after we defeated Darkstalker. He was, once again, begging me to join him in the music cave. Of course, I didn't want to hurt his feelings, but I also didn't really think I'd be the best player in the world, to say the least. So I told him that I simply didn't have an instrument. Then, out from his scroll pouch, he pulled out the ocarina. "I figured you wouldn't want to use any of the ones available in the music room, as you're a 'sophisticated' IceWing," he said, grinning. "So, I went to a jeweler and got you one custom made!" 
I snap back to reality, only to realize I'd just been standing there blushing. For some reason. I grab the ocarina, put it up to my mouth, and start playing. My talons move almost instinctively, and I begin to play a slow background to the peppy melody. Qibli finally notices me, and shoots me the biggest grin. And he winks. I blush, and miss a note to the improvised melody before panicking to get into rhythm again. 
Why did he do that, why did he do that, why did he do that? That was a friend wink, right? What if it wasn't? I blush even harder, painfully aware of how blue my face must look at this point. But would I even mind it if it wasn't a friend wink? The question plagues me for the rest of the day, and it takes all my energy not to erupt into blue, blushing flames every time I so much as look in Qibli's direction. 
== Chapter 4: [wip] ==
Qibli's pov
I lay awake on my bedding, as I twist and turn in the darkness. No matter how hard I try, I just can't fall asleep. After some deliberation, I get up and begin to quietly walk out of the dark sleeping cave. I don't exactly know where I'm headed, so I let my tired claws lead me. After some wandering back and forth across the halls, I decide to head out of the mountain and catch myself a midnight snack. I yawn, and soon enough I find the exit.
I fly up with powerful upstrokes, and a cool nighttime breeze blows across me. My eyes narrow as I spot a mountain goat perched precariously on the mountain. I hover in midair for a second, before I fly forward and catch it before it could notice me. I start to fly over to the top of the mountain to eat my snack in peace, but stop when I notice Winter already there.
"What are you doing here?" I say, curious.
"I could ask the same of you" he answers.
I perch next to him, and take a bite out of the goat I grabbed. "You wamph somne? I ask while eating. He laughs, in that beautiful way he always does.
"You really have to stop doing that," he notes, very clearly trying to refrain from giggling.
"Dphoing... whpat?" Of course, I know exactly what he's talking about. I just can't stop myself from trying to make him laugh, from trying to hear that beautiful sound one more time. He giggles. My smile shrinks a little, disappointed in his underwhelming reaction. I gulp down the rest of my goat, and trying to change the subject, I tell him what I'm doing up at this hour. "I couldn't sleep. I just... I can't stop thinking about Moon. I wish I could move on, but..." I let the silence hang there, leaving him to fill in the blanks. 
His expression softens, and he gazes upon me with those gorgeous, icy blue eyes. "Qibli, you need to realize. Moon was always there for you, right up until you didn't meet her status quo of 'perfect'. You shouldn't have to be perfect to be loved. You don't have to be perfect to be loved, and if Moon thinks otherwise, than she never deserved you." 
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