Title: As You Sleep
Pairing: Quatre/Trowa
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and everything associated with it do not belong to me. I am not making any money out of this. It is purely for fun.
Summary: Short scene from both Quatre and Trowa's perspective.
Warnings: None.
Notes: This fic is exactly 195 words.
Feedback: Yes, please. If I don't know what was bad, it ain't ever going to get better.
~As You Sleep~
I watch him lie on the couch. His face is obscured by his brown hair except for one sleepy eye. I ask whether he minds if I join him. He mumbles something incoherent and I ponder his answer. I decide that it was an affirmative and I sit down next to his head. He scoots a bit and places his head in my lap. I cradle it in my arms, enjoying the feeling it gives me. It feels like I can protect him from this war. He looks so gentle and sweet in my arms.
*****
He comes near me and I can smell his clean scent. He asks something I don't entirely understand. I try to tell him yes though; I can't ever refuse him anything he wants. But I'm so tired, it doesn't quite come out. I hope he understands what I tried to say. When he sits down, I know that he does. I move a little closer to him just because. He cradles my head softly. I want to see him before I am fully asleep. I open my eyes and see turquoise eyes looking down on me. Now I can sleep.
Pairing: Quatre/Trowa
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and everything associated with it do not belong to me. I am not making any money out of this. It is purely for fun.
Summary: Short scene from both Quatre and Trowa's perspective.
Warnings: None.
Notes: This fic is exactly 195 words.
Feedback: Yes, please. If I don't know what was bad, it ain't ever going to get better.
~As You Sleep~
I watch him lie on the couch. His face is obscured by his brown hair except for one sleepy eye. I ask whether he minds if I join him. He mumbles something incoherent and I ponder his answer. I decide that it was an affirmative and I sit down next to his head. He scoots a bit and places his head in my lap. I cradle it in my arms, enjoying the feeling it gives me. It feels like I can protect him from this war. He looks so gentle and sweet in my arms.
*****
He comes near me and I can smell his clean scent. He asks something I don't entirely understand. I try to tell him yes though; I can't ever refuse him anything he wants. But I'm so tired, it doesn't quite come out. I hope he understands what I tried to say. When he sits down, I know that he does. I move a little closer to him just because. He cradles my head softly. I want to see him before I am fully asleep. I open my eyes and see turquoise eyes looking down on me. Now I can sleep.