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Talking to the Angels, (Part 1/?)
"He'd been of a fouler mood than usual." Quatre mused quietly, looking back on the last few days. Wufei nodded and beside him on the couch. Quatre grinned and snuggled up to Wufei's side. "We couldn't have known, really. He never told us."
Trowa's ears perked up as he walked in. He'd been sleeping off his last mission, and hadn't been clued in to what had been going on while he was away. "Who didn't tell you what?"
Quatre rose from the couch and glomped Trowa in one graceful movement. "We were just talking about what had happened while you were away." He glanced up shyly at his green-eyed koibito. "We missed you! Come sit with us?"
Trowa smiled softly and while he hugged the small, happy blonde he kissed and nipped at Quatre's neck. Taking Quatre's hand, he walked over to the couch where Wufei was now standing. Trowa hugged the Chinese boy hard, kissing Wufei softly, letting his emotions show clearly. They all sat down on the couch with Trowa in the middle as Quatre began the tale.
One week ago......
Talking to the Angels, (Part 1/?)
"He'd been of a fouler mood than usual." Quatre mused quietly, looking back on the last few days. Wufei nodded and beside him on the couch. Quatre grinned and snuggled up to Wufei's side. "We couldn't have known, really. He never told us."
Trowa's ears perked up as he walked in. He'd been sleeping off his last mission, and hadn't been clued in to what had been going on while he was away. "Who didn't tell you what?"
Quatre rose from the couch and glomped Trowa in one graceful movement. "We were just talking about what had happened while you were away." He glanced up shyly at his green-eyed koibito. "We missed you! Come sit with us?"
Trowa smiled softly and while he hugged the small, happy blonde he kissed and nipped at Quatre's neck. Taking Quatre's hand, he walked over to the couch where Wufei was now standing. Trowa hugged the Chinese boy hard, kissing Wufei softly, letting his emotions show clearly. They all sat down on the couch with Trowa in the middle as Quatre began the tale.
One week ago......
