Standard disclaimers apply
2 chapter out of 2 . . . I think
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"I don't feel so good," Duo muttered tiredly as he sat on the couch.
"I'll get a thermometer," Heero drifted into the kitchen, leaving Duo in the den.
Duo curled himself into a ball, resting his head on the armrest. His breaths skipped a few times before he noticed his nose was clogging up. Heero returned, and he leaned over Duo laying a blanket over Duo.
"Here," Heero kneeled next to the couch, "Ah," He said and Duo opened his mouth. Duo took the thermometer under his tongue and watched as Heero went back to the kitchen, returning with two cups of coffee.
Heero sat down cross-legged on the floor, sipping his coffee gently while staring at a blank wall. Duo stared longingly at his cup, which sat steaming on the coffee table across from him. The thermometer beeped. Heero leaned to the side and plucked the thermometer from Duo's mouth. "Hm, not that low, but it's under your normal temperature," Heero placed the thermometer on the table and passed Duo his coffee, while also setting down his own.
"I'm cold," Duo, murmured pulling the blankets closer to him, "Heero lay with me!" Duo gave puppy eyes.
"Nah ah! Medicine first!" Heero pulled himself up and went back to the kitchen.
"Geez, what are ya', my mother?!" Duo called out, grinning.
"If that's what you want me to be," Heero called back.
Duo smiled and thought it would be nice to have a parental figure looking after him. Heero returned with the medicine and a pillow. He made Duo sit up and take the medicine, before fluffing the pillow affectionately and tucking it under Duo's head. He crawled up unto the couch and snuggled beside Duo, wrapping his arms around the braided boy. He leaned the side of this face against the back of Duo's head.
"Thanks, bud," Duo whispered.
"Hn," was Heero's reply, his voice tired.
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Duo awoke and stretched a little. He turned and smiled, as he saw Heero was still asleep.
The sun had risen and light filled the room, lighting up Heero's features. "Thank you Heero," Duo whispered gently kissing Heero's forehead. It was warm; too warm. In fact, Heero was breathing hard and felt damp with sweat.
Duo grunted and slowly got up. He stretched his muscles, feeling sick, but better than hours before. He shoved his arms under Heero and picked him up, getting ready to carry the pilot upstairs. Duo wheezed a little. Heero was heavier than he looked.
Duo carefully carried the sleeping angel upstairs, and into his bedroom. He laid the pilot onto his bed and left the room, soon returning with a bowl of cold water and a wet rag. Duo plopped the rag onto Heero's forehead. Heero stirred.
"What happened?" Heero murmured.
"Looks like I'm returning the favor," Duo smiled. Heero made his small smile.
Duo tucked Heero in. "I'll be right back," Duo got up and walked out of the room, poking his head back in saying, "I'll be back, " in the Arnold Swartzenieger voice.
Heero stared up at the ceiling, wondering how in the world he had gotten a fever, comparing Duo in undies to himself in full pajamas. He shook it off and yawned, getting ready for a long day of bed rest.
There was a click. Heero lifted his head catching the sound. Two more clicks. Heero got up slowly; blankie draped over his shoulders and looked out his window.
Down below, Duo had been throwing snow pebbles at Heero's window. Duo pointed at the ground.
It read: 'GET WELL HEERO!' in yellow lettering.
Heero burst out chuckling and watched as Duo loped back into the house, still in his undies. Heero still chuckled as he flopped himself back onto his bed.
Duo ran into Heero's room, and dove onto Heero's bed, sending the pilot flying two feet into the air. When Heero landed, Duo latched onto him, snuggling with the other pilot.
"I didn't think I had enough pee to write the 'soon' part so I didn't," Duo snickered.
"You're funny," Heero yawned, "Duo?"
"What?"
"Did you kiss my forehead?"
"Maybe."
Heero chuckled and gave into Duo's embrace. Duo smelled Heero's hair and sighed. Heero smelled good. Both sighed contently and drifted away into slumber, both dreaming about the yellow snow.
Owari.
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Soooooo, how did you like it? The second chapter was a bit lame but it'll do.
2 chapter out of 2 . . . I think
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"I don't feel so good," Duo muttered tiredly as he sat on the couch.
"I'll get a thermometer," Heero drifted into the kitchen, leaving Duo in the den.
Duo curled himself into a ball, resting his head on the armrest. His breaths skipped a few times before he noticed his nose was clogging up. Heero returned, and he leaned over Duo laying a blanket over Duo.
"Here," Heero kneeled next to the couch, "Ah," He said and Duo opened his mouth. Duo took the thermometer under his tongue and watched as Heero went back to the kitchen, returning with two cups of coffee.
Heero sat down cross-legged on the floor, sipping his coffee gently while staring at a blank wall. Duo stared longingly at his cup, which sat steaming on the coffee table across from him. The thermometer beeped. Heero leaned to the side and plucked the thermometer from Duo's mouth. "Hm, not that low, but it's under your normal temperature," Heero placed the thermometer on the table and passed Duo his coffee, while also setting down his own.
"I'm cold," Duo, murmured pulling the blankets closer to him, "Heero lay with me!" Duo gave puppy eyes.
"Nah ah! Medicine first!" Heero pulled himself up and went back to the kitchen.
"Geez, what are ya', my mother?!" Duo called out, grinning.
"If that's what you want me to be," Heero called back.
Duo smiled and thought it would be nice to have a parental figure looking after him. Heero returned with the medicine and a pillow. He made Duo sit up and take the medicine, before fluffing the pillow affectionately and tucking it under Duo's head. He crawled up unto the couch and snuggled beside Duo, wrapping his arms around the braided boy. He leaned the side of this face against the back of Duo's head.
"Thanks, bud," Duo whispered.
"Hn," was Heero's reply, his voice tired.
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Duo awoke and stretched a little. He turned and smiled, as he saw Heero was still asleep.
The sun had risen and light filled the room, lighting up Heero's features. "Thank you Heero," Duo whispered gently kissing Heero's forehead. It was warm; too warm. In fact, Heero was breathing hard and felt damp with sweat.
Duo grunted and slowly got up. He stretched his muscles, feeling sick, but better than hours before. He shoved his arms under Heero and picked him up, getting ready to carry the pilot upstairs. Duo wheezed a little. Heero was heavier than he looked.
Duo carefully carried the sleeping angel upstairs, and into his bedroom. He laid the pilot onto his bed and left the room, soon returning with a bowl of cold water and a wet rag. Duo plopped the rag onto Heero's forehead. Heero stirred.
"What happened?" Heero murmured.
"Looks like I'm returning the favor," Duo smiled. Heero made his small smile.
Duo tucked Heero in. "I'll be right back," Duo got up and walked out of the room, poking his head back in saying, "I'll be back, " in the Arnold Swartzenieger voice.
Heero stared up at the ceiling, wondering how in the world he had gotten a fever, comparing Duo in undies to himself in full pajamas. He shook it off and yawned, getting ready for a long day of bed rest.
There was a click. Heero lifted his head catching the sound. Two more clicks. Heero got up slowly; blankie draped over his shoulders and looked out his window.
Down below, Duo had been throwing snow pebbles at Heero's window. Duo pointed at the ground.
It read: 'GET WELL HEERO!' in yellow lettering.
Heero burst out chuckling and watched as Duo loped back into the house, still in his undies. Heero still chuckled as he flopped himself back onto his bed.
Duo ran into Heero's room, and dove onto Heero's bed, sending the pilot flying two feet into the air. When Heero landed, Duo latched onto him, snuggling with the other pilot.
"I didn't think I had enough pee to write the 'soon' part so I didn't," Duo snickered.
"You're funny," Heero yawned, "Duo?"
"What?"
"Did you kiss my forehead?"
"Maybe."
Heero chuckled and gave into Duo's embrace. Duo smelled Heero's hair and sighed. Heero smelled good. Both sighed contently and drifted away into slumber, both dreaming about the yellow snow.
Owari.
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Soooooo, how did you like it? The second chapter was a bit lame but it'll do.