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"A Domestic Moment"Written By: Fancy Figures Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, wish I did, just
enjoy writing about 'em for free etc Warnings: Innuendo, lime Pairing: 3x2 Summary: Trowa and Duo share a domestic moment.
"A Domestic Moment" A Domestic Moment #4 Duo shifted awkwardly on the couch and three more disks slid off on to the floor to join the scattered pile at his feet. When he went to cross his legs a coil of cable snagged him, clinging to his left ankle. He was trying to watch the TV around Trowa, who was sat on the carpet with several technical manuals open and a notebook on his lap. Duo wallowed in a bad temper that had been brewing for a couple of hours. He muttered something about the parentage of a guy who brought his work home and couldn't relax even at weekends. Trowa felt the flush on the back of his neck. He didn't appreciate being called a sonofabitch. Almost as much as he didn't like having his stuff messed up. "If it annoys you, there are other rooms," he said. His voice was deliberately controlled and he could see that Duo recognised the tone as such. His lover's eyes glinted with swift, sharp anger. "This is my couch." Trowa shrugged. "My TV." Duo placed his can of beer on to the low table with exaggerated care. "My table." "My beer," Trowa snapped back, rather childishly, and Duo's eyes widened. "Fine." Trowa sat and watched the mesmeric switch of Duo's braid against his ass as he strode out of the room. Trowa sat and swallowed back down the words he'd been about to say. Trowa sat and listened to the slam of the front door as Duo left the apartment. He wondered where Duo went when this happened, as it did with regularity nowadays. Trowa had nowhere of his own to go, though he was damned sure that he was haunted by just the same frustration and fury. The only place he knew to go was back inside himself.
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