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"Drabbles"Written By: Clara Barton Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. The following
is an intellectual exercise with no intention of profit. That said,
these characterizations, words, and situations are mine. Please ask
before reprinting. Rating: R A/N: A tumblr drabble from Bribery Thursdays for
crown of winterthorne Warnings: not really? Pairings: 6x2 The red box sat on his desk, small and dark and so innocuous that if Duo hadn't had a former career making things and people explode, he might have overlooked it. But he had, and he didn't. It was the first thing he noticed when he got back from his morning run and walked into his office to start writing. And there it was. Small enough to fit in the palm of his hand if he dared to pick it up, red velvet covering dark enough that it reminded Duo a little too vividly of blood. Duo finished his glass of water and put it down on the desk before sitting down in his chair. He stared at the box, steepling his fingers and considering just what the fuck could be inside. And why the fuck it was on his desk. "Do you plan on opening it, or just glaring at it until it vanishes?" The question was delivered in a mild voice, but Duo could hear the underlying tension, the uncertainty. He turned in his chair and saw Zechs in the doorway, leaning against it, naked except for the towel wrapped low around his waist. His hair was wet and draped over one shoulder, rivulets of water trailing over his bare chest and drawing Duo's gaze there. Zechs cleared his throat, and Duo gave him a smirk. "Sorry. Got distracted." Zechs's lips twitched and his eyes grew warm, but he didn't let Duo deflect him for long. He nodded towards the box. "What… why?" Duo had to ask, trying to buy himself some time. "Do I need a reason?" Duo snorted. That was a manipulative answer - and one he should have expected. "Valentine's Day was two days ago," he pointed out. The day had come and gone with no mention from either of them. Duo had long-ago expressed his loathing for the 'holiday', and Zechs had indulged him, agreeing to forego any gifts or romantic gestures for the last three years. "I am aware," Zechs said. He finally stepped into the room, Duo's room - his office - the one place where Duo preferred Zechs stay away from. Duo didn't tell him to leave - Zechs would, always had when Duo had asked or hinted at needing to be alone before. He wasn't even sure he COULD open the damn box without Zechs right there, in any case. Zechs stopped beside Duo's chair, keeping space between them, nearby but not looming. "Open it," Zechs prompted, the command soft. Maybe Duo was too used to obeying Zechs when he was naked or nearly so, but Duo's nerves eased somewhat and he reached out and finally lifted up the box. It was soft and hard at the same time, supple, and Duo had the rather inappropriate thought that the velvet felt like Zechs's cock. He ran his finger over the seam and then cautiously opened it. There was a glint, and Duo's nerves returned. Nevertheless, he eased it all the way open. And sighed in relief. It wasn't a ring. Thank fuck. But it was jewelry. Dark silver metal and glittering with blue stones on a thin chain worked into an intricate braid. "What-" "A bracelet. The stones are Martian Diamonds, the metal-" "Gundanium." Duo didn't need Zechs to tell him that part. "Shall I put it on you?" Duo's mouth went dry. Zechs liked gifts, liked to give Duo things and liked to spoil him, to treat him like the worthy beloved of an aristocrat. And Duo, after all this time, still worried that he was too dirty for any of it, for him. "I…" "You don't like it." "No, no! It's beautiful. Really." It was also the only jewelry Zechs had ever given him. "I don't want to break it. Or ruin it. Or-" Zechs plucked the box from Duo's hand and started to unfasten the bracelet. "It's Gundanium. You can't break it. The only way you can ruin it is to launch it into the sun. Hold out your left hand." And again, Duo found himself obeying. Zechs's strong, elegant fingers traced over his skin and settled the cold stones and steel into place. "Perfect." Duo looked up to see Zechs smirking, eyes warm again. "I…" Zechs leaned down and pressed a kiss to Duo's lips. "I love you too," the blond haired man said. And then he left Duo alone in his office, stunned and mesmerized by the gift.
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