Disclaimer: I do not own GW, Heero, or Duo. I just really really wish I
did!
Outside the snow had gathered around the remote little cottage that the pilots had been told was a safe house. The harsh wind lashed around the house, carrying the snow around in a sort of blizzard.
Duo Maxwell, gundam pilot, sat wrapped in a blanket in the main room with the television on. Some stupid guy trying to sell some product that probably didn't even work. Duo sighed, how long had he been without company? Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei were all out on a mission at the moment and the only people left in the safe house were Heero and Duo.
Heero rarely left the confines of the small upstairs room he occupied, which not by accident was located next to Duo's. Duo could hear the faint click-clack of the laptop's keys as Heero no doubt typed up another useless report for the doctor.
Man, why can't he just come out of there once? This house is like a death trap all alone, haven't had anyone to talk to and I'm beginning to think my vocal cords are frozen he looked towards the stairway.
The couch creaked as he stood up, tossing the blanket onto the other end as he stretched. He made up his mind right then to go up and see what Heero was up to. He went upstairs, leaving the TV on so the house was not so quiet and spooky.
Softly he tapped on the door and the endless stream of keying stopped, and a nasal voice called out, " Hn?" "It's Duo, can I come in?" "Mm."
Duo opened the door and went in, closing it softly behind him. Mm was the best answer you could get out of Heero. God there he is. It's been a while since I've seen him. Wonder if he knows I love him. No, he doesn't. But I will remain silent and stay back, for all I know Heero is straight. Wait, I've never seen Heero with anyone besides Relena and he was sure quick to tell everyone what he thought about the girl
Duo crossed the room and plopped down into a chair. He eyed Heero closely for a minute, the perfect soldier had not once looked at him, nor did he resume typing. Was he waiting for Duo to start the conversation?
"So, whatcha up to?" Duo asked casually, but his mind was screaming at him to jump on Heero and take that cute mouth with his own, did Heero have any idea how totally hot he was? "Hnn" was all Heero replied. "Sounds fun."
The room got really quiet at that point, neither of them was speaking and nothing was happening. Duo wrapped his arms about himself and tried again. "Kinda cold in here, isn't it?" "No." "Well, I just wanted to. uh. know if you wanted to come downstairs and maybe take a break and watch some TV with me or something.?" Duo eyed the door, wishing he hadn't come up here.
"Mmm, fine." Heero replied, rising to stretch. Duo must have looked really stupid because Heero cocked an eyebrow at him. The braided pilot's mouth was agape. He quickly shut it, jumped up, and led the way downstairs.
His mind was working quickly on why Heero had said yes, the sadist pilot usually never had anything to do with Duo, why now? Duo grabbed his blanket, plopping down on his end of the couch with the remote.
What Duo didn't know was that Heero had already been trying to figure out a way to come down and be alone with him without drawing some sort of suspicion to himself.
Outside the snow had gathered around the remote little cottage that the pilots had been told was a safe house. The harsh wind lashed around the house, carrying the snow around in a sort of blizzard.
Duo Maxwell, gundam pilot, sat wrapped in a blanket in the main room with the television on. Some stupid guy trying to sell some product that probably didn't even work. Duo sighed, how long had he been without company? Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei were all out on a mission at the moment and the only people left in the safe house were Heero and Duo.
Heero rarely left the confines of the small upstairs room he occupied, which not by accident was located next to Duo's. Duo could hear the faint click-clack of the laptop's keys as Heero no doubt typed up another useless report for the doctor.
Man, why can't he just come out of there once? This house is like a death trap all alone, haven't had anyone to talk to and I'm beginning to think my vocal cords are frozen he looked towards the stairway.
The couch creaked as he stood up, tossing the blanket onto the other end as he stretched. He made up his mind right then to go up and see what Heero was up to. He went upstairs, leaving the TV on so the house was not so quiet and spooky.
Softly he tapped on the door and the endless stream of keying stopped, and a nasal voice called out, " Hn?" "It's Duo, can I come in?" "Mm."
Duo opened the door and went in, closing it softly behind him. Mm was the best answer you could get out of Heero. God there he is. It's been a while since I've seen him. Wonder if he knows I love him. No, he doesn't. But I will remain silent and stay back, for all I know Heero is straight. Wait, I've never seen Heero with anyone besides Relena and he was sure quick to tell everyone what he thought about the girl
Duo crossed the room and plopped down into a chair. He eyed Heero closely for a minute, the perfect soldier had not once looked at him, nor did he resume typing. Was he waiting for Duo to start the conversation?
"So, whatcha up to?" Duo asked casually, but his mind was screaming at him to jump on Heero and take that cute mouth with his own, did Heero have any idea how totally hot he was? "Hnn" was all Heero replied. "Sounds fun."
The room got really quiet at that point, neither of them was speaking and nothing was happening. Duo wrapped his arms about himself and tried again. "Kinda cold in here, isn't it?" "No." "Well, I just wanted to. uh. know if you wanted to come downstairs and maybe take a break and watch some TV with me or something.?" Duo eyed the door, wishing he hadn't come up here.
"Mmm, fine." Heero replied, rising to stretch. Duo must have looked really stupid because Heero cocked an eyebrow at him. The braided pilot's mouth was agape. He quickly shut it, jumped up, and led the way downstairs.
His mind was working quickly on why Heero had said yes, the sadist pilot usually never had anything to do with Duo, why now? Duo grabbed his blanket, plopping down on his end of the couch with the remote.
What Duo didn't know was that Heero had already been trying to figure out a way to come down and be alone with him without drawing some sort of suspicion to himself.