"Or else?" Saint asked, slowly raising his brows.
Baby released an exasperated sigh, "Listen, we were drunk, okay? If this gets out, we're done for, Saint. If you really want to get in, you'll never mention this to anyone –"
"You kissed me and –"
"For fuck's sake! I know that!" Baby whispered, covering Saint's mouth with his hand again, his eyes glaring in disbelief.
"Saint, it was a drunken mistake, alright. And, for once, I apologise for initiating whatever that was. It should never have happened, and if you're planning to blackmail with it, I suggest you think twice because if I go down, you're going down with me," he roughly pushed Saint away, his jaw tight in anger.
Saint braced himself on the board, his eyes flashing with conflicted emotions.
"So, drunken mistake it is?" Saint asked, voice dark and icy.
Baby frowned, skating closer to Saint, "Of course, Saint. What else would it be?" He roughly shrugged his shoulder against Saint's as he skated back to his teammates.
