Gundam Wing, Trowa and Quatre
Title: A Reason To Be Loved
Author/Artist: lil_1337
Theme: Five emotions - Compassion
Rating: Pg-13
Trowa closed the book and set it silently on the table next to Quatre's bed. The deep steady rhythm of Quatre's breathing indicated that he was finally sleeping. It had taken the pain killers longer to kick in than Trowa was happy with, but he knew with a certainty he couldn't explain that Quatre had fought them for as long as he could despite the pain of multiple broken ribs and a concussion. Trowa understood that. Pain killers could cause nightmares and they made it harder to claw through the cotton wool to consciousness and a renewed sense of safety.
A touch to the base of the lamp dimmed the light to a pale glow that allowed Quatre to sleep without robbing Trowa of the ability to see. Waking in the dark could be unsettling even if the room was familiar. Plus Trowa wanted to be sure he could see even the smallest sign of distress if it appeared. With a soft sigh he stretched his legs to ease some of the stiffness and settled himself more comfortably in the plush chair. It was going to be another long night, but there was no where else he would rather be.
Author/Artist: lil_1337
Theme: Five emotions - Compassion
Rating: Pg-13
Trowa closed the book and set it silently on the table next to Quatre's bed. The deep steady rhythm of Quatre's breathing indicated that he was finally sleeping. It had taken the pain killers longer to kick in than Trowa was happy with, but he knew with a certainty he couldn't explain that Quatre had fought them for as long as he could despite the pain of multiple broken ribs and a concussion. Trowa understood that. Pain killers could cause nightmares and they made it harder to claw through the cotton wool to consciousness and a renewed sense of safety.
A touch to the base of the lamp dimmed the light to a pale glow that allowed Quatre to sleep without robbing Trowa of the ability to see. Waking in the dark could be unsettling even if the room was familiar. Plus Trowa wanted to be sure he could see even the smallest sign of distress if it appeared. With a soft sigh he stretched his legs to ease some of the stiffness and settled himself more comfortably in the plush chair. It was going to be another long night, but there was no where else he would rather be.