Fandom: Gundam Wing
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: 1+2
Warnings: bad humor about summer (because MY GOD it is HOT where I am -melts-), and naughty Duo language
Summary: Duo doesn't like summer, Heero gives him a reason to.
Duo sat there, small homemade paper fan in one hand, cool glass of water in the other. He was dressed only in a thin pair of white cotton boxers that stuck to his sweaty skin uncomfortably, his chest completely bare save from the gold cross that dangled from his neck. 'You'd think they'd have better air conditioning in these dorms the way they make us clean them,' Duo whined, the third (or was it fourth?) time that hour.
Heero didn't reply, just continued to type away on his laptop, ignoring Duo as usual. He wasn't dressed as sparingly, he had his usual tank top, this one a plain white color, and pair of old cotton gym shorts. If it weren't for the way he was dressed, you wouldn't have been able to tell he was hot.
Duo continued as if Heero had replied. 'I mean, really, it's like they're trying to give us heat stroke!' he exclaimed, fanning himself more vigorously with the flimsy fan he'd made. 'We should sue them! They're trying to melt us, Heero! The bastards are trying to melt us!'
Heero paused in his typing and looked at Duo, an eyebrow raised. 'What're you going on about?'
Duo blinked some sweat out of his eyes. 'What else! This fucking heat wave!' Duo said angrily, glaring put the window at the perfectly cloud-free sky.
'Try to think of cool things,' Heero said, looking as though he were about to roll his eyes. Of course he didn't, that'd be very un-Heero of him. 'That helps.'
'You maybe,' Duo shot back, rolling his eyes for the both of them. 'But it only makes me feel worse.'
'Go outside, I'm sure there's a breeze,' Heero said offhandedly, looking back to his laptop screen, forgetting about Duo and the heat again.
'Where do you think I was before!' Duo said hopelessly up at the ceiling, but finding no sympathy there. 'There's no breeze to think of! The school pool is packed full of other sweaty and twice as smelly people, AND the ice cream vendors in the area are all sold out of ice cream! It's not fair!'
Heero stopped typing again as Duo practically yelled this, his voice echoing dully in Heero's ears. 'Duo,' he said slowly, swiveling in his chair to face the longhaired boy (a fact that was not helping Duo's hot state at all). 'There's one good thing in all of this,' he continued standing up and heading for the door.
'Where're you going?' Duo asked looking up at Heero confused. 'And what's so good about this effing heat?'
Heero turned, a playful smirk adorning his lips. 'iYou're hot/i,' he said before exiting the room.
Duo sat there, blinking, before shooting up. 'Heero you get back here asshole!'