For megumimaxwell
They find Duo beaten bloody in the bottom of the cell on the fifth day. Quatre fusses and sobs, and Wufei deals. They lift the braided, bruised man between them, and they may be soldiers but their hands are gentle, even if Wufei curses Duo's stupidity the entire ride home.
For the next three days Duo lives almost every minute outside in the heavily guarded grounds of Quatre's manor. He is bandaged, and medicated, but he seems happy, and Wufei desperately fends off Quatre's attempts at nursing.
Duo lifts his head up towards the sun, and basks. But his left hand is still a little shaky, and Wufei can see the fear blankly imprinted behind his glittering purple eyes. The god of death had brushed against his namesake too close and it had hurt him.
Quatre watches from afar.
Duo watches with hungry eyes as Quatre and Wufei couple in front of him. Quatre's pale skin shows up the marks that Wufei leaves, as he clasps at his lover. Duo has always loved to watch; though at the moment his wounds leave him no choice.
The night is punctuated by Wufei's soft hissing moans. Quatre looks over Wufei's tussled head and catches Duo's longing gaze. He climaxes, locking stares with his other lover.
Later that night they sleep in the massive bed together, the other two mindful of Duo's injuries even in slumber. They entwine their fingers together.
Wufei wakes up sucking on Duo's plait and swears. Quatre laughs and Duo giggles. The fear is gone from his face.
They are in love.
---End.