[FIC] Hot Apple Cider
I actually wrote! Woohoo! I haven't written in, like, forever. This little drabble came out when I was trying (and failing) to work on my gift fic for Sunhawk. I realized that I had yet to really write any 2x5, even though I adore the pairing a little more than 1x2. This is more 2+5 friendship, but hey, it's a start.
Hot Apple Cider
“What is it?” Wufei peered suspiciously at the fragrant amber liquid in the pot Duo was stirring on the stove. It smelled vaguely of apples, but it had… things floating in it. He thought he recognized cloves, but the rest was a mystery.
“Mulled cider.”
“Ah.”
Duo laughed. “Is that an ‘Ah, I understand,’ or an ‘Ah, I’m still confused?’” He grinned at the other man.
“I will never understand how you read so much into a single syllable.” Wufei arched an eyebrow, then looked back at the pot. “What is floating in it?”
“Mulling spices. Cinnamon, cloves, ginger, and lemon and orange peel.”
“And you are making it because…?”
“Because I like it, and because it has good memories attached to it. Sister Helen used to make it on special holidays, like Thanksgiving and Christmas.” Duo smiled wistfully, then glanced at the clock. “It’s done. Try some?”
“I suppose it couldn’t hurt.”
Duo ladled some of the steaming cider into a mug and passed it to Wufei, who blew carefully on the surface before taking a careful sip. His eyes widened slightly in pleased surprise.
“This is very good. I see why you like it so much.”
Duo just smiled, and between them, they ended up drinking the entire pot.
Hot Apple Cider
“What is it?” Wufei peered suspiciously at the fragrant amber liquid in the pot Duo was stirring on the stove. It smelled vaguely of apples, but it had… things floating in it. He thought he recognized cloves, but the rest was a mystery.
“Mulled cider.”
“Ah.”
Duo laughed. “Is that an ‘Ah, I understand,’ or an ‘Ah, I’m still confused?’” He grinned at the other man.
“I will never understand how you read so much into a single syllable.” Wufei arched an eyebrow, then looked back at the pot. “What is floating in it?”
“Mulling spices. Cinnamon, cloves, ginger, and lemon and orange peel.”
“And you are making it because…?”
“Because I like it, and because it has good memories attached to it. Sister Helen used to make it on special holidays, like Thanksgiving and Christmas.” Duo smiled wistfully, then glanced at the clock. “It’s done. Try some?”
“I suppose it couldn’t hurt.”
Duo ladled some of the steaming cider into a mug and passed it to Wufei, who blew carefully on the surface before taking a careful sip. His eyes widened slightly in pleased surprise.
“This is very good. I see why you like it so much.”
Duo just smiled, and between them, they ended up drinking the entire pot.