Opposites Attract (A Qinter Shipfic)

== Opposites Attract ==
Opposites Attract is a Qinter shipfic written by Silverdonna (formerly ApaturatheSilkWing) and features Winter and Qibli as the two main protagonists. If you are not a fan of the ship Qinter, then please click off as this fanfiction is dedicated to them.
Qibli is surprised that Winter is so happy to see him when he returns to Pyrrhia. It wasn't something he'd been expecting, for sure. But the more he realises how glad his chilly friend is that he's alive, he realises that maybe Winter could be a better choice than Moonwatcher... if only he can tell her.
Winter can't help but feel excited to see Qibli every time he sees him. His heart speeds up and beats even quicker than before whenever he is around him. He doesn't want to tell the irritating SandWing this, of course, and hates it when he teases him about it. But seeing Moonwatcher's love for Qibli, he isn't sure he even deserves him now.
Love and romance, heartbreak and failure... what else could go wrong in this tale of two frenemies-turned-lovers?
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== The Land Across the Sea ==
Qibli was looking forward to going home to Pyrrhia.
It had gone by so fast for him that he almost forgot what had happened, but he knew they'd defeated the Othermind, and that was all he needed to remember.
But one of the things he was mostly excited to go home and see Moon. Moon, the dragon he loved making smile, and the dragon who always made him smile. He was extremely excited to go and see her again, and wrap her in his wings, and...
A flash of white-blue caught his eye.
Oh, right, Winter, too. He was also really excited to greet his friend and tease him on how much he "loved" him again.
But the IceWing who'd made him jump wasn't Winter - it was Lynx, one of the other ice dragon's friends. She was pretty and had freckles on her snout, but not as pretty as Moon, of course. He looked in front of him again.
And he saw land.
"Guys!" Qibli cried. "There's land!"
All the others turned their heads, too, and saw the land.
"Hooray," said Wren, the scaveng- no, the human. "I can't wait to get back to Pyrrhia and let Sky rest."
It was still weird to see a talking scavenger. Sometimes Qibli thought he really was hallucinating, but no; she was real.
"Come on!" Qibli said and flared his wings faster, shooting ahead at what he thought was lightning speed. He heard wingbeats behind him and remembered how huge SkyWings' wings were, but when he turned his head realised that they were Bullfrog the MudWing's.
Eventually, after some time, they landed on top of a cliff with the ruins of some sort of buildings on it. There was a giant diamond-shaped plaze in the centre, and Qibli realised that they were on the Talon Peninsula, in the old Night Kingdom.
"Great," he said. "We're in the old Night Kingdom. Come on, we can get to Sanctuary and the others easily from here."
"Great," said Sundew. "Amazing. Let's go."
They flew to Sanctuary, which took them another half a day. When they arrived it was early dawn and Qibli hadn't realised that they'd even been flying all night.
The first dragon Qibli hoped to see was a midnight black shape with dark streaks. But he didn't.
Instead, he was greeted by a very shiny, happy ice-blue IceWing.
"Qibli!" The IceWing cried and Qibli soared down, then tumbled into Winter and crashed into a hug. The IceWing's cold scales were a little uncomfortable, but Qibli didn't care in this moment. He just wanted to stay here, hugging Winter, doing nothing else.
Except seeing Moon.
But he couldn't think of her at the moment, not while he was so close to this dragon. This dragon who was his friend; this dragon who was his best friend.
This dragon who he loved.
But only platonically! Right? Right?
What's happening to me? What is this feeling?
"So, fancyscales," Winter said, stepping back from him, but Qibli noticed that their wings were still touching. His face felt red-hot, even hotter than usual, being a SandWing and all.
"What happened?" the IceWing asked, taking another step back, apparently noticing that they were still so close. Qibli felt a surge of disappointment inside him but didn't move.
He told him everything that had happened, from when they were flying to Pantala, and back again. Winter listened, intrigued, the entire time, though he was keeping one eye on Sky, Daffodil and Wren, of course.
Classic Winter.
"That sounds like an interesting tale," he said once Qibli had finished. "Oh, by the way, Moon's over there."
Qibli followed his gaze to see Moon watching him hopefully from next to Luna, but there was also understanding in her eyes and... was that sadness?
Or jealousy?
Or... both?
Whatever.
He bounded over to her, ignoring the little noise of disappointment Winter made as he pulled away. And as Qibli wragged his wings around Moon and told her the story, too, the words grew muddled in his head, and formed into the image of Winter's face.
His hooked, elegant snout...
His sharp, icicle-like spikes...
His elegant shape and handsome dark eyes...
The way he reacted when QIbli teased him...
How he held himself and how beautiful he was...
"Qibli?" Moon asked, breaking into his thoughts. "Are you all right?"
Qibli nodded. "I'm fine." But he wasn't.
Because he was supposed to love Moon, but he loved Winter.
He shook his head vigorously. "I'm fine," he repeated. "Don't worry, Moon."
"Oh, good," Moon replied. "Now come on!"
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