"Uh?" Duo was trying to get the can opener on the can, but the can kept
moving, damn thing. Duo turned, one eyebrow arching up. "Lover?"
And then it all clicked, in a very confusing way. "Heero," Duo said, studying Heero's face intently, "I don't have a lover, Heero."
He almost added that he'd take applications from blue eyed guys named Heero, but Heero didn't look like he was in a mood to take a joke.
Then the can opener slipped off the edge of the can and the can tipped over on Duo's bruised fingers. He howled and jumped back, cradling his tender fingers.
Twice in one day Heero had had his entire world come crashing down around his slim shoulders. Though this time he wasn't sure if it was a reconstruction of sorts. He didn't have time to think about it though- as soon as he heard Duo cry out he was on his feet, crossing the floor, putting his palm on the elbow of the broken arm to steady it, and taking Duo's other arm in his hand- to keep the Pilot from bouncing around and harming himself further.
It was then, as Heero saw his breath making loose strands of Duo's hair waver and dance that he realized how very close they were.
He jerked his head down, looking only at Duo's fingers. He licked his lips, they were dry again.
"You said you were in love."
You broke my heart.
Little lights danced in front of Duo's eyes. The fingers weren't broken, but they had been smashed and they hurt dreadfully. And then there was the fact that Heero was touching him, was standing so close to him. He thought he just might faint, but as cool as that looked in vids, it wasn't nearly as cool in real life. Besides, he was so close to Heero, he could smell the plain soap smell of his skin. He leaned just a tiny bit closer.
Heero deserved more than... than .. Duo's plan to coax him into staying. "Heero, like try not to hate me or anything, uh?" Terrified now, but his own big mouth had gotten him into this, and he couldn't see any way out of it now. He raised his fingers towards Heero's cheek. "Like don't kill me either, cuz that'd really suck, but I love you. I think about you all the time. Close my eyes and it's your eyes I'm seeing. I'm in love with you."
You gave my heart meaning.
Heero's heart had forgotten how to beat. His mind was working- without thought. His lips moved- without sound.
He raised his head, and his eyes- completely open and vulnerable- met Duo's. The air was rent by his sharp intake of breath. Duo's eyes were as sincere as he had ever seen them. They were two huge jewels, glimmering with an inner light. It was the light of love, there could be no mistake.
Heero felt his throat constrict and his eyes begin to burn. This wasn't making any sense. One moment he had been tearing himself to pieces over Duo's love interest, and now Duo was telling him there was no other person- it was Heero who he loved.
Duo loved Heero.
Heero loved Duo.
"Kill...you?" He breathed, unable to take his eyes from Duo's. His hands slid gently up to the pilot's cheeks, cupping them in his hard palms. "Never."
But he might do another word that began with a K, so long as the universe endured another few seconds.
Never? Duo's lips seemed to float, all of him felt like he was floating. His heart hurt. All the years of pent up loneliness cracked open and his heart grabbed hold of the hope and joy. Heero said he wouldn't kill him, was holding his cheeks. Heero's hands were hardened by work, by so much time without the softer things in life.
And then Duo blinked, Heero hadn't said he loved him back, but his eyes... Duo reached up to brush hair away from Heero's eyes. Such beautiful eyes. Duo swallowed. He'd never seen Heero so open. And it made him, scared, scared that this could be but a moment, like with Father and Sister, like Heero might disappear. "Heero, do you think, like maybe more than just not killing me, maybe," Duo paused and took his lip between his teeth, heart hurting with hope.
"I will love you forever." He said quietly. "With or without your permission."
And he meant it too. It didn't matter what Duo said or did. He could throw him out or try to take him right there on the floor. The second option was vastly preferable. But however Duo reacted, Heero wouldn't stop loving him. It felt good to say it, it brought a tingling warmth to all his limbs. He felt strong- stronger than he had ever felt before. The world seemed like a plaything. Always before when he had laughed it had been because he was dancing on the edge of madness and reality, but now- the sheer overpowering joy of the situation lent its self to laughter.
He laughed softly, his fingers stroking Duo's cheeks with infinite gentleness. This was a real moment of truth, and he felt more than ready to rise to the challenge. His clear blue eyes wide open, his lips slightly parted, he brought his mouth to Duo's and kissed him.
Duo grinned only barely avoiding bounding up on his toes, yelling out loud that Heero loved him. And Heero wouldn't say it if it wasn't true! More than that, nothing could kill Heero! Duo could love him and not worry that he'd somehow get him killed. Then Heero laughed and Duo just didn't know how to think anymore. Tears filled his eyes and for a moment he wondered about Heero's sanity, but the look in his eyes, those fingers stroking his cheek, and quite by surprise, Heero's lips were on his.
He'd been kissed before. Rough and cheap and violent kisses sometimes, and tender wishing kisses too, but this was the first kiss of his life that went all the way to his heart. Panting softly, he tilted his head and sent his tongue in search of Heero's. Tears slipped out of his eyes now, rolling down his cheeks and he prayed this moment would last forever.
Heero was not experienced with Kissing, but love gave him inspiration and the burning desire to better himself. He touched his tongue to Duo's, letting his hands fall to the other pilot's waist. It was beyond anything he had imagined. Desperate, misty dreams and hopes of passion were nothing like this. Duo's lips were so soft and warm, and his breath was sweet. Heero closed his eyes, relishing the fact that he was tasting the boy he loved for the first time.
He felt wetness on his cheek, and knew it was Duo's tears. Heero turned his head and kissed the falling crystals from Duo's face, tasting his tears. He wondered briefly if they tasted the same when he cried from joy as they did when he cried from sorrow.
His warm breath was all over Duo's face, and his lips ached to close again over that sweet mouth. But instead he pulled Duo close, rubbing their hips together, mingling their bodies warmth.
"That was my first kiss." He whispered, filled with awe and love for the boy he held in his arms.
First kiss? "Then kiss me again, Heero," Duo said as he gentled his arm out of the sling, letting it hang so he could press his body completely to Heero's. Duo licked his lips and looked up at him. And then he realized that meant that Heero was likely a virgin. Duo closed his eyes and enjoyed the warmth of being pressed to Heero.
To be Heero's first. First kiss. First everything maybe. Laying a hand against Heero's shoulder, sliding it down, around his chest, and pulled Heero closer, staring right into his eyes, nose touching nose, so that when he spoke, his words carried his breath over Heero's skin. "I love you, Heero, even if you couldn't stand me I'd love you! Heero, I'm not a virgin, but I would be if I could have been, you know? I want," he swallowed and rubbed the end of his nose against Heero's, "I wanna be good for you, see you smile."
And then it all clicked, in a very confusing way. "Heero," Duo said, studying Heero's face intently, "I don't have a lover, Heero."
He almost added that he'd take applications from blue eyed guys named Heero, but Heero didn't look like he was in a mood to take a joke.
Then the can opener slipped off the edge of the can and the can tipped over on Duo's bruised fingers. He howled and jumped back, cradling his tender fingers.
Twice in one day Heero had had his entire world come crashing down around his slim shoulders. Though this time he wasn't sure if it was a reconstruction of sorts. He didn't have time to think about it though- as soon as he heard Duo cry out he was on his feet, crossing the floor, putting his palm on the elbow of the broken arm to steady it, and taking Duo's other arm in his hand- to keep the Pilot from bouncing around and harming himself further.
It was then, as Heero saw his breath making loose strands of Duo's hair waver and dance that he realized how very close they were.
He jerked his head down, looking only at Duo's fingers. He licked his lips, they were dry again.
"You said you were in love."
You broke my heart.
Little lights danced in front of Duo's eyes. The fingers weren't broken, but they had been smashed and they hurt dreadfully. And then there was the fact that Heero was touching him, was standing so close to him. He thought he just might faint, but as cool as that looked in vids, it wasn't nearly as cool in real life. Besides, he was so close to Heero, he could smell the plain soap smell of his skin. He leaned just a tiny bit closer.
Heero deserved more than... than .. Duo's plan to coax him into staying. "Heero, like try not to hate me or anything, uh?" Terrified now, but his own big mouth had gotten him into this, and he couldn't see any way out of it now. He raised his fingers towards Heero's cheek. "Like don't kill me either, cuz that'd really suck, but I love you. I think about you all the time. Close my eyes and it's your eyes I'm seeing. I'm in love with you."
You gave my heart meaning.
Heero's heart had forgotten how to beat. His mind was working- without thought. His lips moved- without sound.
He raised his head, and his eyes- completely open and vulnerable- met Duo's. The air was rent by his sharp intake of breath. Duo's eyes were as sincere as he had ever seen them. They were two huge jewels, glimmering with an inner light. It was the light of love, there could be no mistake.
Heero felt his throat constrict and his eyes begin to burn. This wasn't making any sense. One moment he had been tearing himself to pieces over Duo's love interest, and now Duo was telling him there was no other person- it was Heero who he loved.
Duo loved Heero.
Heero loved Duo.
"Kill...you?" He breathed, unable to take his eyes from Duo's. His hands slid gently up to the pilot's cheeks, cupping them in his hard palms. "Never."
But he might do another word that began with a K, so long as the universe endured another few seconds.
Never? Duo's lips seemed to float, all of him felt like he was floating. His heart hurt. All the years of pent up loneliness cracked open and his heart grabbed hold of the hope and joy. Heero said he wouldn't kill him, was holding his cheeks. Heero's hands were hardened by work, by so much time without the softer things in life.
And then Duo blinked, Heero hadn't said he loved him back, but his eyes... Duo reached up to brush hair away from Heero's eyes. Such beautiful eyes. Duo swallowed. He'd never seen Heero so open. And it made him, scared, scared that this could be but a moment, like with Father and Sister, like Heero might disappear. "Heero, do you think, like maybe more than just not killing me, maybe," Duo paused and took his lip between his teeth, heart hurting with hope.
"I will love you forever." He said quietly. "With or without your permission."
And he meant it too. It didn't matter what Duo said or did. He could throw him out or try to take him right there on the floor. The second option was vastly preferable. But however Duo reacted, Heero wouldn't stop loving him. It felt good to say it, it brought a tingling warmth to all his limbs. He felt strong- stronger than he had ever felt before. The world seemed like a plaything. Always before when he had laughed it had been because he was dancing on the edge of madness and reality, but now- the sheer overpowering joy of the situation lent its self to laughter.
He laughed softly, his fingers stroking Duo's cheeks with infinite gentleness. This was a real moment of truth, and he felt more than ready to rise to the challenge. His clear blue eyes wide open, his lips slightly parted, he brought his mouth to Duo's and kissed him.
Duo grinned only barely avoiding bounding up on his toes, yelling out loud that Heero loved him. And Heero wouldn't say it if it wasn't true! More than that, nothing could kill Heero! Duo could love him and not worry that he'd somehow get him killed. Then Heero laughed and Duo just didn't know how to think anymore. Tears filled his eyes and for a moment he wondered about Heero's sanity, but the look in his eyes, those fingers stroking his cheek, and quite by surprise, Heero's lips were on his.
He'd been kissed before. Rough and cheap and violent kisses sometimes, and tender wishing kisses too, but this was the first kiss of his life that went all the way to his heart. Panting softly, he tilted his head and sent his tongue in search of Heero's. Tears slipped out of his eyes now, rolling down his cheeks and he prayed this moment would last forever.
Heero was not experienced with Kissing, but love gave him inspiration and the burning desire to better himself. He touched his tongue to Duo's, letting his hands fall to the other pilot's waist. It was beyond anything he had imagined. Desperate, misty dreams and hopes of passion were nothing like this. Duo's lips were so soft and warm, and his breath was sweet. Heero closed his eyes, relishing the fact that he was tasting the boy he loved for the first time.
He felt wetness on his cheek, and knew it was Duo's tears. Heero turned his head and kissed the falling crystals from Duo's face, tasting his tears. He wondered briefly if they tasted the same when he cried from joy as they did when he cried from sorrow.
His warm breath was all over Duo's face, and his lips ached to close again over that sweet mouth. But instead he pulled Duo close, rubbing their hips together, mingling their bodies warmth.
"That was my first kiss." He whispered, filled with awe and love for the boy he held in his arms.
First kiss? "Then kiss me again, Heero," Duo said as he gentled his arm out of the sling, letting it hang so he could press his body completely to Heero's. Duo licked his lips and looked up at him. And then he realized that meant that Heero was likely a virgin. Duo closed his eyes and enjoyed the warmth of being pressed to Heero.
To be Heero's first. First kiss. First everything maybe. Laying a hand against Heero's shoulder, sliding it down, around his chest, and pulled Heero closer, staring right into his eyes, nose touching nose, so that when he spoke, his words carried his breath over Heero's skin. "I love you, Heero, even if you couldn't stand me I'd love you! Heero, I'm not a virgin, but I would be if I could have been, you know? I want," he swallowed and rubbed the end of his nose against Heero's, "I wanna be good for you, see you smile."