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"The New York Trip - Departure"Written By: Fancy Figures Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, wish I did, just
enjoy writing about 'em for free etc Pairing: 1=2 Warnings: yaoi, AU drabble Rating: NC 17 Summary: The boys experience both the City and
their private time together. "The New York Trip - Departure"
Duo yawned and rolled over to snuggle, only to get a face full of pillow. He frowned in his half-sleep and peered around the bedroom. The clock winked 3a.m. at him. Car horns honked in the distance outside the hotel. “Heero?” He sat up, peeling himself out of the quilt, and padded into the bathroom in his boxers. The tiled floor was cold under his bare feet. “Heero?” Heero was sitting on the floor, his back against the shower cubicle door. The window blind was open, the night-time view out over the street spiked with a myriad of lights. Heero looked comfortable enough, but Duo did wonder what the hell he was doing here in the small hours of the morning rather than spooned up against him - Duo – in the comfort of their bed. But then, Heero was a singular guy, right? “You think I’m mad,” Heero growled. Duo shrugged and grinned. “Sort of eccentric, maybe. Other people sleep in the bedroom. Some of ‘em even in a bed.” Heero scowled at him. There was a book and a folded blanket folded at his side. It looked to Duo like he was settled there for the duration. Sighing, Duo sat himself down beside Heero, leaning back against the same cubicle door and scratching aimlessly at a crease mark on his belly. “Did you have a nightmare? Too much shrimp at supper?” Heero smiled. His shoulder was cool against Duo’s sleep-warmed skin and he nuzzled up against him. “No. I just couldn’t sleep so I came in here to…” He paused. “Huh?” Duo glanced around the tiny room. Not much anyone could do except have a shower, take a piss… Heero jolted him, to get his attention back. “I just wanted to watch the city out there, one last time, before we fly out tomorrow.” Duo smiled back. Heero’s eyes were dark and deep. “Not so bad, then, being in the city jungle?” he asked, softly. Heero shook his head. “No. It’s been fun with you.” Duo leaned back again, still smiling. The pair of them sat there, gazing out of the window, seeing little detail beyond the winking horizon, but listening to the voices of late party-goers, and the distant echo of the occasional siren; watching the sweeping arc of car lights speeding up the empty road; remembering the chill air on their faces and the places they’d walked to and from. Duo sighed, happily. “Yeah, it’s been good. Wanna do it again one day?” Heero nodded. “In the same company.” Duo smiled. “Sure. Goes without saying.” “Right.” Heero was still looking out of the window but his hand slipped over Duo’s and squeezed it, possessively. Duo looked at their relative states of undress and yawned again. He tilted his head to murmur into Heero’s ear. “Can we go back to bed now? Company’s just as good there, you know.” Heero started laughing. ~ * ~
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