3x4x3 Quatre and Trowa both have busy work schedules. Finding time to spend with each other is a rare luxury. Short fluffy story.


In my mind I own GW, and control the G Boys every move. The voices in my head however inform me that this is just a very appealing fantasy, and they are actually copyright to someone else ...I guess you should consider this my disclaimer!


Stolen Moments.

Trowa sighed as he slid the key into the lock. It was almost 2am. In less than 3 hours time his lover would be getting up for work, and it would be another week until they could be together. Again. Quatre had taken over his fathers company and was working hard, travelling the world and colonies promoting peace and charity. The people loved him, but the time apart really took a toll on their relationship. His own travelling with the circus often took him away for weeks at a time too, leaving the both of them longing for a little more time to themselves.

He entered the house, closing the door silently behind him. They house was beautiful. Quatre always insisted that his lover had the best of everything, even if he couldn't always be there to enjoy it with him. He crept down the hall towards their bedroom, careful not to make any noise that could wake his angel. Quatre had been looking very tired lately. He'd have to remember to make his love take better care of himself.

The room had a deep blue hue to it. After the war neither of them liked sleeping in the dark, and they both agreed that the blue lights were relaxing. Trowa smiled at his lover. He looked so peaceful, so innocent. Trowa stripped off his clothes and carefully climbed in next to his lover. They'd been together for 5 years now, and their world had changed dramaticly. After spending the first two years of their relationship sleeping in tiny hard bunks in the safe houses, they both appreciated the soft king size bed Quatre had insisted was an essential. This was one luxury even Trowa had to admit he appreciated.

He wound his arms round Quatres waist, holding him tight. Even at times like this he couldn't believe that someone so perfect would want to be with someone like him. His lover opened his eyes slightly and turned over to face the taller man. Their lips met gently, almost hesitating. For these few short moments they could be together, skin to skin, holding each other. Trowa pulled back breaking off the kiss.

"As much as Id love to take this further we both need sleep. You've got to be up in a couple of hours, and we're both exhausted." Quatre sighed and moved closer to his lovers body. "you're right. I've missed you so much Tro." "I've missed you too angel. So much." Their lips locked together again and Quatre sank down against his lovers chest.

Trowa nestled his face against his partners hair, enjoying their stolen moments together. They may spend months apart sometimes, but these nights together made it all worth it.


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