Quatre was half asleep in his lover's arms. Trowa was playing with his hair, and it felt SO good…
"Quatre, what's this bump on the side of you head?"
"Oh. That ..just a childhood wound."
Trowa quirked his eyebrow at his lover in question.
"It's from my first skiing experience."
Trowa waited a few seconds for elaboration.
"My body said go this way. The skiis said nope. And the rock said "HELLO."
A/n
true experience.. of someone else..