#155: bridge
Title: Mending Bridge
Author: cool_tre_cool
Pairings/characters: 1x2 and a lonely Wu Fei.
Rating: PG? Mildly suggestive, nothing more.
Warnings: Fluffy, stupid. Cute.
Word Count: 451
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Why was it so hard to just get up and get it over with? It wasn’t like it would kill him… okay, it might. If Heero decided he didn’t like the idea… It was curtains for poor ‘Fei. Duo couldn’t help it, he had to get up and go poke the tiger. He liked danger.
“It’s my middle name!”
They looked at him oddly, to which he smiled sheepishly and started talking.
“Danger. You know, like James Bond, or Gregory Farn? The really hot guy who solves crimes in those bad movies? James Bond for the new age? Ooookay. Maybe not. I was just thinking about the last mission we went on. You know, I didn’t think that a Gundam would make such a good bridge, but those trucks rolled right over me with no problems. Well, aside from the shaking and the disturbing feeling of being a Duo-cocktail. ‘Shaken, not stirred’.”
His smile got a little harder to keep up as they both looked at him, and then at each other.
“Duo, why do you feel the need to tell us this?”
Heero could be so… bland.
“You have no idea what I go through, sitting here watching you two dance around. Heero, just get off the damn laptop and go practice. You know you want to. Wu Fei, get the swords and smack him good.” He said it with absolutely no hesitation, and tried hard not to look in the annoyed eyes of his lover.
“Wu Fei, get the swords I will be ready in five minutes.”
A glare. Wu Fei glared back, stubborn, but relented under the intense stare of Heero. He left, grumbling lowly about how there was no point in training together if Heero wasn’t going to stop being an ass.
“Why can’t you just apologize?”
A stare, not threatening, but very clear.
“I know, he hit you with the flame thrower, but you slashed him with the sword!”
The glare was darker now.
“Okay, so I was the one who tripped you both, but at least I made a good bridge, right?”
A hopeful smile. Heero tugged the braid that hung down Duo’s front, pulling Duo closer to his face.
“Just like you always seem to do…”
….
Five minutes later, Wu Fei came back into the house, grumbling this time about anal-retentive time freaks who couldn’t be bothered to show up on time themselves. He heard a long moan, and promptly turned to the kitchen to clean his nose of the blood that started flowing.
“I guess there’s no point in trying to practice today. They’ll be busy for a while.”
A shout, “OH HEERO!”
Wu Fei blushed harder and ran for the towels.
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So… What’d you think? I’m relatively new to the GW writing scene, but this is out of character for me. I’m an angst queen.
Happy fluff is good for you sometimes though. *Huggles self* I needed this…
Author: cool_tre_cool
Pairings/characters: 1x2 and a lonely Wu Fei.
Rating: PG? Mildly suggestive, nothing more.
Warnings: Fluffy, stupid. Cute.
Word Count: 451
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Why was it so hard to just get up and get it over with? It wasn’t like it would kill him… okay, it might. If Heero decided he didn’t like the idea… It was curtains for poor ‘Fei. Duo couldn’t help it, he had to get up and go poke the tiger. He liked danger.
“It’s my middle name!”
They looked at him oddly, to which he smiled sheepishly and started talking.
“Danger. You know, like James Bond, or Gregory Farn? The really hot guy who solves crimes in those bad movies? James Bond for the new age? Ooookay. Maybe not. I was just thinking about the last mission we went on. You know, I didn’t think that a Gundam would make such a good bridge, but those trucks rolled right over me with no problems. Well, aside from the shaking and the disturbing feeling of being a Duo-cocktail. ‘Shaken, not stirred’.”
His smile got a little harder to keep up as they both looked at him, and then at each other.
“Duo, why do you feel the need to tell us this?”
Heero could be so… bland.
“You have no idea what I go through, sitting here watching you two dance around. Heero, just get off the damn laptop and go practice. You know you want to. Wu Fei, get the swords and smack him good.” He said it with absolutely no hesitation, and tried hard not to look in the annoyed eyes of his lover.
“Wu Fei, get the swords I will be ready in five minutes.”
A glare. Wu Fei glared back, stubborn, but relented under the intense stare of Heero. He left, grumbling lowly about how there was no point in training together if Heero wasn’t going to stop being an ass.
“Why can’t you just apologize?”
A stare, not threatening, but very clear.
“I know, he hit you with the flame thrower, but you slashed him with the sword!”
The glare was darker now.
“Okay, so I was the one who tripped you both, but at least I made a good bridge, right?”
A hopeful smile. Heero tugged the braid that hung down Duo’s front, pulling Duo closer to his face.
“Just like you always seem to do…”
….
Five minutes later, Wu Fei came back into the house, grumbling this time about anal-retentive time freaks who couldn’t be bothered to show up on time themselves. He heard a long moan, and promptly turned to the kitchen to clean his nose of the blood that started flowing.
“I guess there’s no point in trying to practice today. They’ll be busy for a while.”
A shout, “OH HEERO!”
Wu Fei blushed harder and ran for the towels.
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So… What’d you think? I’m relatively new to the GW writing scene, but this is out of character for me. I’m an angst queen.
Happy fluff is good for you sometimes though. *Huggles self* I needed this…