7 Reasons Duo is Gay
Jade- Short and silly little one-shot that popped into my head..one day. No reason, it just came.. I thought it was cute enough to share. I don't really like any of the reasons except 3, 2, and mostly 1.
XOXOX
My room mate is totally gay. Don't believe me? I can prove it to you in 7 ways.
Shall I?
7- His wariness of Relena. Okay, maybe that's not the word I'm looking for. He just seems a bit more tense around her, like he doesn't trust her or something. It's not anything major and no one else seems to have picked up on it, but the way he watches her like any moment she's going to turn and try to kill him. And whenever she moves towards me, his eyes narrow and he looks-for all the world- like a guard dog about to attack.
6- His lack of interest in girls. I have yet to see him react to any girl. He's never had any kind of romantic realtionship since I've met him. The only signs of affection never escalating beyond a sibling type bond. Like he barely acknowledges them as female. You know how some guys will turn on the charm and act extremely polite? Dropping the slang and kissing her hand? The thought of that has probably never crossed his mind.
5- His hair. It's so long and silky. It's too bad he always puts it in a braid. I would love to see the way the wind whips it around his light form. He cares for it as if it's his world, just like girls care for their hair to look perfect. The smell of his sweet strawberry scented shampoo drifts through the whole house and drives me crazy!
4- His eyes. His gorgeous amethyst depths I drown in with one brief encounter. Always radiating happiness, spreading a smile on anyone's face. The hue- a natural girl color- yet if I had to associate any color with him, it would be amethyst.
3- His arms wrapped around my neck. Whenever I enter the safehouse, I barely have time to brace myself before he practically throws himself at me. And his hands tugging me away from the door and toward our shared bedroom. Once inside the room he pulls me down on the bed beside him...
2- His lips pressed against mine. His pink plush lips pressed so desperately against mine. So warm and soft, almost like velvet. His tongue, that is always working, whether talking or kissing, lapping gently at my lips. A plead no sane person could deny from him.
1- His whispered sigh of "I love you, Heero," as he drifts to sleep in my arms. And I can't help but whisper back, "I love you too, Duo."