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Their first kiss was after a particularly rough Apex Games; it was down to just their squad and one other, but just moments before finishing the match, Mirage got knocked down. Wraith and Pathfinder manage to finish off the other team, but still there is just pure fear gripping Wraith’s heart.
She slides over to where he’s been downed and starts giving medical aid even though they’ll all be picked up and treated in a few moments. She can barely hear the victory music playing from the speakers, the voice announcing that they’re the Apex Champions - she’s too focus on the blood rushing in her ears and Elliott’s groans of pain.
Then, he stabilises, and he makes some dumb quip and Wraith is just teary-eyed, laughing in relief, her forehead against his. They’ve both seen each other nearly die plenty of times before, but this time they all could’ve gone down, there could’ve been no hope of saving one another, and in the heat of the moment she kisses him and he kisses back and when she pulls back he’s got this shit-eating grin on his face and he makes another quip to which she rolls her eyes as she helps him to his feet.
The kiss goes unspoken of for a little while after that, but before their next Apex Game they realise they need to talk about it, if even just to clear the air, and they agree that if they survive this match, they’d give the whole couple thing a try.
They survive, and although it takes a while for Wraith to get used to kissing outside of near-death experiences, they’re patient and soft with each other and soon enough they’re sharing pecks whenever nobody’s looking.