Themes:
#13 – Sunny Day, #30 – Bus Stop, #42 – Bad Weather
Genres:
Romance/Sap/AU
Pairing/Claim: Treize/Wufei
Rating:
G/K
Words:
669
Summary:
Wufei is trapped by the rain. Treize comes to the rescue.
Thunderclouds hovered above Wufei's head, mirroring the state of the weather. Growling softly, Wufei glared heatedly at the thunderstorm. He was barely sheltered from it by the flimsy roof of the dingy little bus stop.
Running a hand through his wet, unbound hair, Wufei sighed. He had lost his hair band somehow, probably in the same instance his clothes was soaked. The storm was sudden and totally unexpected, and Wufei cursed himself for forgetting his umbrella.
Sighing, Wufei settled himself for a long wait. The thunderstorm had to stop sometime. Leaning gingerly against a notice board, Wufei hoped that he could get home in time for lunch. His stomach clenched in hunger at the mention of food, but he groaned inwardly at the thought of the instant meals he had in his apartment. It was unhealthy, yes, but it was the most a poor college student could afford.
He supposed that he could ask his lover for help, but his pride balked at the mere suggestion. He usually had lunch and dinner at Treize's place, but his older lover was away on an overseas trip, which would last for at least a week. He had only been gone for a day, but Wufei missed him already.
He sighed again, a violent exhalation of air, in exasperation as the storm seems to grow in intensity. All he wanted to do was to go home, even though he knew that no one would be waiting for him. He lifted his head, staring blankly at his surroundings.
It wasn't like him to mope, he knew, but exhaustion and hunger on top of missing his lover was a little too much to bear. The bad weather, Wufei mused silently, suits his mood perfectly.
Suddenly, he froze, squinting at a far-off silhouette. Wufei blinked and rubbed his eyes, but the shadowed figure did not change. It couldn't be, he thought dazedly, he wasn't supposed to be back… not until next week!
The figure came closer, and slightly tousled ginger-gold hair came into view. The man stepped inside the tiny bus stop, holding a large silk umbrella. Azure eyes twinkled as Treize smiled, putting down the object to pull Wufei in his embrace.
Wufei was shocked, but not shocked enough not to enjoy Treize's embrace. He sighed happily, laying his head on Treize's shoulder. Warm, familiar heat and the heady scent of roses filled his senses, chasing away his bad mood. Wrapping his arms around the strong torso, he lifted his eyes to meet Treize's,
"Why are you here? The conference…"
Treize shook his head, smiling slightly,
"Heero can deal with it. I figured that it's time he prove his worth as my personal assistant." He bent down, stealing a chaste kiss from the younger man's lips, "And besides… I missed you."
Wufei shivered slightly, partly from the cold and partly from Treize's voice,
"How did you find me?"
Treize frowned slightly as he felt the tremble, and pushed Wufei from himself. He shrugged off the jacket of his business suit, draping it onto Wufei's shoulder, and then embracing him once more.
"Duo told me that you had gone back to your apartment. I guessed that you would be caught in the rain." He ran a gentle hand through the black, sodden hair. "I walked around the route that you normally take. It isn't hard to find you, Dragon."
Wufei ignored the good-natured jibe, smiling softly. He burrowed himself closer to his older lover, inhaling the unique smell that was purely Treize. He scowled slightly as he noticed the formal business attire, pulling away. He glared half-heartedly,
"Why didn't you go home to change?"
Treize smiled, unfazed by the glare,
"I wanted to find you first, Wufei." Taking his hand with his own, he continued, "But shall we return home now?"
Wufei nodded, unconsciously leaning against Treize as they turned. Looking outside, he gasped.
The rain had stopped and the thunderclouds cleared. The sky was a clear, cloudless blue. It was a beautiful, sunny day.
Owari