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"Homecoming"Written By: Helen
Warnings: AU (post EW), OOC(?), Sap, WAFF Pairings: 1+2+1 Spoilers: None Archives (Please Ask First): Primarily: Deb’s
Gundam Wing Diaries Rating: PG Author's Notes: For Sharon, who I promised a short
ficlet… a while ago. ^^;; Special Thanks: Deb, who goes above and beyond her “duty” as a beta. I’m forever grateful to you!
"Homecoming" A doorbell rang loudly throughout the silent apartment, stirring a certain braided young man from his deep sleep. Taking a quick glance at the glaring red numbers on the dresser, Duo rolled off the bed and stumbled his way to the front door. He let out a yawn as he opened the door. “For God’s sake,” he said to the other person, trying to be irritated, but his lips quirked up into a small smile. “Welcome home.” Heero returned with a soft kiss on the other’s cheek before stepping inside their shared apartment of 3 years. His worn duffel bag, which had followed him throughout the first Eve War, slid off his shoulder as he made his way tiredly to the sofa and fell on it, one hand coming up to rest on his forehead. Duo shook his head as he quietly closed the door. Picking up his lover’s bag, he went over to the exhausted and rather filthy, Japanese Preventer. “Tough mission, ne? But still, you can’t sleep anywhere without taking a shower!” Heero felt Duo pulling his arm so he reluctantly stood. Using the other’s support, he managed to get into the bathroom and under a warm spray of water. The braided ex-pilot left the door ajar, smiling as he placed the bag by their dresser. Taking his place on the left side of the bed, Duo propped up the pillows and leaned on them while waiting for Heero to finish. Soon Heero emerged, naked save for a towel around his waist and on his shoulders. He glanced up gratefully with tired, cobalt blue eyes as Duo motioned for him to sit. The braided man rose to his knees and took the towel off the other’s shoulders and vigorously tried to dry the wet, unruly hair. But before he could finish, Heero took the towel away and dropped it on the floor. Turning around to pin Duo on the bed with his weight, he leaned in to kiss the other slowly. “Arigato,” Heero said when he pulled away. Duo chuckled and laid one hand on the Japanese man’s cheek, which Heero immediately nuzzled against. “You know,” the Japanese man continued quietly. “I’m really thankful that I have you by my side. I’ve never wanted anyone like I want you.” “Getting sappy, Heero? That’s not like you,” Duo joked, but inside he was deeply touched by the warm words. It really made him love Heero even more, if that was at all possible. Slipping his hand into the slightly damp, unruly hair, he pulled Heero down for another kiss. When they broke apart, they both rolled over onto their sides so Heero could get some well-deserved rest. Smiling slightly, Duo watched his relaxed lover for a moment before he too followed into a peaceful sleep. Owari
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