Ok this popped out of nowhere.
Obviously it's 1x2, but I don't know anything else about it.
It might actually be Wufei's POV.
~`~
It was strange seeing Heero-the Perfect Soldier, Mr. Missions-Are-My-Life, the King of Death Threats-being romanced by the one and only Duo Maxwell. It had taken him so long to open up, and he was still so unsure of people. He was still shy of relationships of any kind.
I watched them now, through the window in their little moment of privacy. Heero was sitting on the counter, his legs dangling over the sides, with Duo just barely between his knees and his hands lightly on Heero's waist, as they shared soft kisses and sweet whispers.
Despite his strength, this was all the contact Heero could bear. He himself had his own hands behind him on the counter, propping himself up in a slightly obtuse angle, with his head tilted back just slightly. It had taken a month just to get to this stage.
Then they broke apart, and gazed at each other. Both their head shifted towards the door, and Heero jumped down from the counter and began washing his hands at the sink, while Duo leaned against the smooth wooden table. Then Quatre and Trowa walked into the room, and, on seeing the other two ex- pilots, exchanged knowing smiles.
Heero and Duo hid their actions from the rest of us (my guesses were because Heero was still so insecure about their relationship), even though they had told us about it when it started. ~`~
okay folks this might be a one-timer.
Who knows?
I'll try to write more and I'm sorry it was so short, but my sister is kicking me off the computer.
Gah.
SO tell me what you think and where you think I should go with this.
Thanks.
Ja.
Btw. I am writing my other fics. I AM!!
It might actually be Wufei's POV.
~`~
It was strange seeing Heero-the Perfect Soldier, Mr. Missions-Are-My-Life, the King of Death Threats-being romanced by the one and only Duo Maxwell. It had taken him so long to open up, and he was still so unsure of people. He was still shy of relationships of any kind.
I watched them now, through the window in their little moment of privacy. Heero was sitting on the counter, his legs dangling over the sides, with Duo just barely between his knees and his hands lightly on Heero's waist, as they shared soft kisses and sweet whispers.
Despite his strength, this was all the contact Heero could bear. He himself had his own hands behind him on the counter, propping himself up in a slightly obtuse angle, with his head tilted back just slightly. It had taken a month just to get to this stage.
Then they broke apart, and gazed at each other. Both their head shifted towards the door, and Heero jumped down from the counter and began washing his hands at the sink, while Duo leaned against the smooth wooden table. Then Quatre and Trowa walked into the room, and, on seeing the other two ex- pilots, exchanged knowing smiles.
Heero and Duo hid their actions from the rest of us (my guesses were because Heero was still so insecure about their relationship), even though they had told us about it when it started. ~`~
okay folks this might be a one-timer.
Who knows?
I'll try to write more and I'm sorry it was so short, but my sister is kicking me off the computer.
Gah.
SO tell me what you think and where you think I should go with this.
Thanks.
Ja.
Btw. I am writing my other fics. I AM!!