Kissable
-ReddAlice
Warnings: Technically OOC, but who knows, Trowa may be comfortable enough with his lover to act this way behind closed doors. In a unanimous vote before I posted this, my friends and I decided WE COULD in fact see Trowa acting like this.
Description: 3x4 Fluffy, Short, Complete, and implicative! ^-~ RR, PLEASE!
Author's Note: A short fic! Yay, RA! Please people, review, it's short and a bit silly. Whaddya think, ya'all? Should I do more shorties?
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing A.C. was created by Hajime Yatate & Yoshiyuki Tomino and is licensed to Bandai Entertainment.
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Now that was anomalous! Trowa pulled back from Quatre his eyes a millimeter wider than any human entities should be able to grown when surprised. "Quatre, what was that?"
Quatre peered up at his partner through jagged blonde bangs, "That was a kiss."
"That was not a kiss!" Trowa defended looking mystified as he felt his lips with his free hand.
Stepping back and sitting down on the bed, Quatre shook his head, "It is."
"It was not!" He laughed exasperatedly.
Shrugging, Quatre continued what he had been doing before the "thing-that-was-not-a-kiss," tying his tie for work. "See if I ever help you tie your tie for you again, Trowa!"
Trowa shrugged, "I'll have to learn myself, or maybe... Duo can teach me."
"Duo can't tie a tie!"
"No, but I'm sure he can kiss. Or so I hear... " He said trailing off and leering at the door.
"Now, where do you get off saying something like that? I can kiss just fine! You've never complained before!"
Trowa grinned, "Well I had no reason to before that."
"That... as you so crudely call it, was a kiss damn it." Quatre said scrunching his nose and putting the bed between him and his ignorant boyfriend. How dare he...
"When did you pick that 'kiss' up, then?" Trowa queried lying on the bed and eyeing the blonde,
"Before you, you tasteless monk." Quatre rebuked.
Trowa blinked and snorted, "You made it up, the experiment failed with flying colors, and it cannot even be typed as a kiss. I give it a F- even for a sloppy tongue slap."
Quatre starred at him. A sloppy tongue slap!?!? "That's not what Wufei said! It was a kiss with Wufei!"
Trowa froze, a look of utter disgust claiming his solid features as his eyes proceeded to break his previous record. "Wufei? You learnt that from Wufei?"
Finally over himself, Quatre smirked; he had a history of his own contrary to common belief. "Yes."
Trowa went to speak again, but nothing came out of his slack jawed mouth.
"Yes?" Quatre grinned.
"Well that only means... "-Trowa looked thoughtful for a moment before his eyes narrowed deviously, or maybe a bit jealously- "That Wufei can't kiss."
"But it's a kiss nonetheless!" Quatre stated in his dying efforts to keep his side of the argument alive.
Trowa crawled over the mattress, untying his tie as he stood up, "I suppose."
"You suppose?" Quatre mumbled dubiously.
Trowa nodded subtly, "Show it to me again, and I'll decide then." Oh how he loved Quatre's alacrity.
-END-
Ending Note: Hehe, that was fun. ^-~ 10 minutes of joy speculating closed door talks and hidden relationships! Hehe.
