Yet another LJ drabble-challenge. Written for Selma-neechan.
Challenge: GW, "Ahh! My nipple!
257 words.
The Morning After the Night Before
Morning. Duo's eyes flickered open, but then snapped shut again almost immediately. Mnnng...Too bright. It was about this time that the rest of his body made itself known, in the form of a gigantic mass of solid ache. His mouth was dry, and felt as though someone--possibly one of his roommates--had packed it with cotton. He opened and closed it a few times, experimentally, and found that he'd drooled on his pillow. Eww. What the hell happened last night?
No divine answer sprang to his mind, however, so, cautiously, he peeled one eyeball open. After a moment of blinking and watering eyes, he determined that he was not, in fact, dead, and levered himself slowly up from the bed. Shielding his face from the window--he had forgotten to close the curtains--he staggered determinedly into the bathroom.
As he waited for the shower to heat up to a tolerable temperature, he splashed some cold tap water on his face. It didn't do much for his headache, but it did help to clear some of the haze from his mind and the gunk from his eyes. He straightened up, a bit painfully, and caught sight of his bare chest in the mirror.
"Ahh! My nipple!"
Heero's head snapped up from the Local section of the newspaper at the sudden shout from the bathroom. Trowa choked on his coffee, and had to have his back pounded by Quatre (which didn't do much except to worsen his coughing).
"Well," Wufei remarked dryly, "it seems he's found the piercing."